I went for my 5280 foot jog today when I got home from my certification (TNCC certified bitches!), hoping to beat the brunt of the rain. Guess what happened? I got flipping rained on. And not just a little bit. A LOT. Torrential downpour. Gale force winds. Dogs and cats, living together, mass hysteria! I thought I would feel invigorated and glorious (hence the title), but I just felt wet. And cold. And tired. But I did it I guess. Yay?

I’m trying to figure out when I should do this venture tomorrow. Before work it’s pretty dark. After work it’s pretty dark AND I’m tired. Hmmmmm decisions, decisions.


What is 5280?


Answer: how many feet are in a mile.

I jogged one mile today. It wasn’t pretty, and it wasn’t fast. But I jogged the whole thing. And I’m going to do it again tomorrow. And the next day. Until it sticks.


Hooray for stubbornness.




Today was a productive day so far. I finished up my time in my main area that I have been orienting with some sweet and sour chicken and deliciously homemade strawberry shortcake (thanks, Alyssa!!). I look forward to starting on the unit where I will be working, with the people I will be working with, but you all know that I’m nervous about it too. Not anxious, just new kid jitters. The usual.

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Holy Breathless Batman


Evidence: dirty, gross hair

You guys. I did it. I worked out. And it was awkward. It’s like, we used to be friends, but we grew apart, and then we ran into each other at the mall and we did the weird ass-out hug and after the initial excitement died down we didn’t really have anything to talk about. So they went on to Hot Topic and I moved on to Finish Line to check out the kicks, maybe get a pretzel, and then tell Joel about it later. Continue reading