Never ever run with a headache...especially if it was a caffeine withdrawal one.
Nearly puked my guts out after mile 1. And of course it doesn't help if it's 80+ degrees outside with the humidity close to 90%. Yuck.
Date: 05/31/10
Distance: 3.30 miles
Time: 43:09
Pace: 13.02 per mile
Calories: 373
Weight: 151 lbs
Short-term Goal: Shave 3 minutes off of my pace. And maintain caffeination.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
Song of the day: "World Spins Madly On" - The Weepies
Monday, May 31, 2010
The beginning of the end
K. Pediatrics - dun. Which unofficially marks the end of our third year since Peds was my last medical rotation, btw. YAY! Took my exam this past Friday (hopefully I didn't do that badly) and quickly hightailed it to my friends up in North Jersey to celebrate their birthday! Next day, went home to the Parental units and just hung out for the weekend. It was real nice...and I was absolutely lazy. Didn't have to wake up with an alarm clock, didn't have to fight with traffic...actually got a sit down breakfast, with fresh coffee and later on, a catch-up marathon of the latest season of Dr. Who! Sweet.
So, surprising things in Peds:
1. I like pediatrics! Enough to make it my specialty! Woo-Hoo!!!
2. I have a tolerance for crying babies.
3. I didn't get sick (considering that most of my friends were afflicted with childhood ailments during their own peds rotations). Pretty lucky!
4. I didn't get vomited, peed or poohed on! 3 words: location, location, location.
5. Oddly enough, I got smacked in the face with a stuffed bunny by a 72 year-old demented lady, no less. Really didn't see that coming.
6. For somebody who's an asthmatic, I still have some difficulty with identifying some abnormal lung sounds. Either that or I'm going deaf.
7. I started running again. Awesome.
8. Little kiddies make me feel old sometimes. Especially if I have to chase after them or pick them up.
9. In less than 12 months, I'm going to be a doctor. Scary.
10. 3rd year was definitely better than 2nd year.
Song of the day: "Say Goodnight And Go" - Imogen Heap
So, surprising things in Peds:
1. I like pediatrics! Enough to make it my specialty! Woo-Hoo!!!
2. I have a tolerance for crying babies.
3. I didn't get sick (considering that most of my friends were afflicted with childhood ailments during their own peds rotations). Pretty lucky!
4. I didn't get vomited, peed or poohed on! 3 words: location, location, location.
5. Oddly enough, I got smacked in the face with a stuffed bunny by a 72 year-old demented lady, no less. Really didn't see that coming.
6. For somebody who's an asthmatic, I still have some difficulty with identifying some abnormal lung sounds. Either that or I'm going deaf.
7. I started running again. Awesome.
8. Little kiddies make me feel old sometimes. Especially if I have to chase after them or pick them up.
9. In less than 12 months, I'm going to be a doctor. Scary.
10. 3rd year was definitely better than 2nd year.
Song of the day: "Say Goodnight And Go" - Imogen Heap
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Awkward...
Somebody contacted me a few days ago...an ex of mine from a few years ago. It was nice to hear from her, but at the same time, I couldn't help feeling weird about it. It was a few emails exchanged and in the interim, there was conversation about old relationships, what led to breakups and her most recent relationship or rather, ex-relationship. I get the feeling that she's only contacting me now because she's rebounding from this last breakup of hers.
I hate being rebound, especially if it's a rebound from an ex. I remember she was the one who broke up w/ me during college and for good reason. Both of us were just not clicking well.
And now this...
I don't want to be with her, but I don't want to ignore her either. I hate telling people that I am not interested in them. I told her that I was just over a relationship myself and that I'm not looking for another one. I don't think she got that hint.
There's always this lingering fear in the back of my head that somehow I'd get suckered into a match with the wrong person because I don't know how to tell them that I'm not into them. I wish I was already in a relationship so I can say "no" and not feel bad about it. You know?
Song of the day: "Watching You Sleep" - Bleu
I hate being rebound, especially if it's a rebound from an ex. I remember she was the one who broke up w/ me during college and for good reason. Both of us were just not clicking well.
And now this...
I don't want to be with her, but I don't want to ignore her either. I hate telling people that I am not interested in them. I told her that I was just over a relationship myself and that I'm not looking for another one. I don't think she got that hint.
There's always this lingering fear in the back of my head that somehow I'd get suckered into a match with the wrong person because I don't know how to tell them that I'm not into them. I wish I was already in a relationship so I can say "no" and not feel bad about it. You know?
Song of the day: "Watching You Sleep" - Bleu
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Flying blind
The sister took the Nike sensor so I couldn't exactly gauge how much I ran.
But it was a good run, and I feel I'm getting faster.
Run 4: 05/21/10
Distance: approx 3 and 3/4 miles
Time: 45 min. ish
Pace: ?
Calories: ?
Weight: ?
Short-term Goal: Do 3 miles at a steady jog pace. I got side cramps tonight.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
In other news, it was brought to my attention that I need to write something new since I have been reticent about more personal musings for a while (which is actually a good thing...I hate it when I whine).
So I am writing about the plight of being single, as inspired by a conversation with one of my med school buddies this past week over eggs, toast, and coffee...
For the most part, he and I are in the same boat. Both single, both in their late 20s, both almost out of med school, in debt and have little compunctions about leaving our state of origin for newer locales.
He worries about not finding a girlfriend, specifically somebody that is "wifey" material. He doesn't want to start a family of his own when he's in his 50s. He feels that his life is in a great state of flux - the possibility of getting a job at another state, being in debt, being in residency for the next 4 years, etc. He thinks that by finding a girl now, it would cause a great deal of confusion and drama later on after graduation. He's all sorts of conflicted...he is dating, but he doesn't know for sure about his current date (he feels that she's not the commitment type), to which he discloses his greatest fear of being incompatible with others. Then his resolution comes out - "I'd rather be alone than be with the wrong girl," he says emphatically.
I tell him, "at least you're dating again."
His plight is pretty much the same as mine. I've asked those concerns many times over in my head. And I feel that I won't find the answers anytime soon. Besides, there's no point addressing such questions now. I need to get a girlfriend first before I even think about crossing such bridges. Sometimes I think I've inherited a curse (many aunts and uncles of mine are in their 40s/50s and are still single) and honestly, it scares me a bit.
For now tho, I say to my friend J, "keep your options open. If this girl you're dating feels wrong, then you know your answer. Right now, we just need to concentrate on the task at hand, which is getting through the last year of school and graduating. We'll eventually catch up with life and it's best that we get ourselves together for when we do meet our potential soulmates. These things have a way of working themselves out in the end...or so I'm told."
And so I leave you with a tasty new tune...a nice jaunty ditty with a good bite to wash away the fears of singledom and to keep you all satiated until the next time we meet.
Song of the day: "Next Girl" - The Black Keys
But it was a good run, and I feel I'm getting faster.
Run 4: 05/21/10
Distance: approx 3 and 3/4 miles
Time: 45 min. ish
Pace: ?
Calories: ?
Weight: ?
Short-term Goal: Do 3 miles at a steady jog pace. I got side cramps tonight.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
In other news, it was brought to my attention that I need to write something new since I have been reticent about more personal musings for a while (which is actually a good thing...I hate it when I whine).
So I am writing about the plight of being single, as inspired by a conversation with one of my med school buddies this past week over eggs, toast, and coffee...
For the most part, he and I are in the same boat. Both single, both in their late 20s, both almost out of med school, in debt and have little compunctions about leaving our state of origin for newer locales.
He worries about not finding a girlfriend, specifically somebody that is "wifey" material. He doesn't want to start a family of his own when he's in his 50s. He feels that his life is in a great state of flux - the possibility of getting a job at another state, being in debt, being in residency for the next 4 years, etc. He thinks that by finding a girl now, it would cause a great deal of confusion and drama later on after graduation. He's all sorts of conflicted...he is dating, but he doesn't know for sure about his current date (he feels that she's not the commitment type), to which he discloses his greatest fear of being incompatible with others. Then his resolution comes out - "I'd rather be alone than be with the wrong girl," he says emphatically.
I tell him, "at least you're dating again."
His plight is pretty much the same as mine. I've asked those concerns many times over in my head. And I feel that I won't find the answers anytime soon. Besides, there's no point addressing such questions now. I need to get a girlfriend first before I even think about crossing such bridges. Sometimes I think I've inherited a curse (many aunts and uncles of mine are in their 40s/50s and are still single) and honestly, it scares me a bit.
For now tho, I say to my friend J, "keep your options open. If this girl you're dating feels wrong, then you know your answer. Right now, we just need to concentrate on the task at hand, which is getting through the last year of school and graduating. We'll eventually catch up with life and it's best that we get ourselves together for when we do meet our potential soulmates. These things have a way of working themselves out in the end...or so I'm told."
And so I leave you with a tasty new tune...a nice jaunty ditty with a good bite to wash away the fears of singledom and to keep you all satiated until the next time we meet.
Song of the day: "Next Girl" - The Black Keys
Monday, May 17, 2010
You gotta be kidding me!?!?!
I think Nike Running App is F***ing with me. Last week it told me that I ran 4.44 miles in 51:09 minutes. This time, it tells me that I ran short of 4 miles in about 45 minutes, but here's the kicker...I RAN THE SAME ROUTE AT A FASTER PACE (At least I think so anyways). This app needs to be calibrated right.
Run 3: 05/17/10
Distance: 3.79 miles
Time: 44:47
Pace: 11'47" per mile
Calories: 429
Weight: Dunno...
Short-term Goal: Do 3 miles at a steady jog pace. I got side cramps tonight.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
Not really sure how accurate this run was, except for the time. It was almost a whole Ray LaMontagne Album.
Song of the day: "Flim" - The Bad Plus (orig. song by Aphex Twin)
Run 3: 05/17/10
Distance: 3.79 miles
Time: 44:47
Pace: 11'47" per mile
Calories: 429
Weight: Dunno...
Short-term Goal: Do 3 miles at a steady jog pace. I got side cramps tonight.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
Not really sure how accurate this run was, except for the time. It was almost a whole Ray LaMontagne Album.
Song of the day: "Flim" - The Bad Plus (orig. song by Aphex Twin)
Friday, May 14, 2010
Happy frustration
It's great and all that I finally, actually found what I really want to do in this medicine business, but why did it have to come at the tail end of 3rd year? Problem is that I need to set up elective rotations (5 of them to be exact). Early on in April, I was toying with the idea of going into Internal Medicine (specifically, GI). So I began setting up GI rotations and am almost finished until I got into my Pediatric rotation, where I found out that I actually like working with the little buggers. I tried switching those GI rotations to peds ones, but unfortunately the pediatric elective positions for 4th year are all but taken. Now, I'm scrambling just a bit to look for hospitals with peds programs that can fit my schedule, and are hopefully potential places of employment for me after 4th year. This has become the new thorn in my side. Sigh...for once, can't I have things just a smidge easy?
At least, I'm getting some really nice comments from my attendings, so that's boosting my confidence/ego a tad. I still mess up a little sometimes, but they provide good learning opportunities and the Doctors are nice enough to give important pearls of wisdom.
As for my running, the past couple of days have been fairly cold and rainy. Today was the first nice day so I laced up and hit the pavement. Did a hell of a lot better this time around. I like this running @ night schedule. Not too many distractions, the occasional cat or wild hare crossing your path, and the sweet smell of grass and dew is so much cleaner during this time. Traffic is low, everything dials down the volume and there's nothing but streetlamps and my footsteps keeping time with the soundtrack in my ipod.
Workout Day 2: 05/13/10
Distance: 4.44 miles
Time: 51:09
Pace: 11'31" per mile
Calories: 501
Weight: 152 lbs.
Short-term Goal: Maintain a 10 mile-minute pace for 3 miles.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
Song of the day: "Believe In Us" - Jay Jay Johanson
At least, I'm getting some really nice comments from my attendings, so that's boosting my confidence/ego a tad. I still mess up a little sometimes, but they provide good learning opportunities and the Doctors are nice enough to give important pearls of wisdom.
As for my running, the past couple of days have been fairly cold and rainy. Today was the first nice day so I laced up and hit the pavement. Did a hell of a lot better this time around. I like this running @ night schedule. Not too many distractions, the occasional cat or wild hare crossing your path, and the sweet smell of grass and dew is so much cleaner during this time. Traffic is low, everything dials down the volume and there's nothing but streetlamps and my footsteps keeping time with the soundtrack in my ipod.
Workout Day 2: 05/13/10
Distance: 4.44 miles
Time: 51:09
Pace: 11'31" per mile
Calories: 501
Weight: 152 lbs.
Short-term Goal: Maintain a 10 mile-minute pace for 3 miles.
Long-term Goal: lose 15 lbs.
Song of the day: "Believe In Us" - Jay Jay Johanson
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
My friend balked at me yesterday that blogs aught to have specific subjects in order to garner support from like-minded readers. This was after I told her that I added a running/workout journal component to "The Scrap Paper Manifesto." She was adamant that I should put this running journal as a separate blog, to which I responded with the following list:
1. It's my blog. I'll do whatever I want with it.
2. I don't want to deal with yet another blog. I have a lot on my plate already.
3. I like to condense things. A running journal is just another subject I use to buff up TSPM.
4. If people are THAT curious to chart my progress, all they have to do is click on the label "running" or "workout" and all my running entries would be chronologically displayed.
5. I don't think anybody cares whatever I do with my blog. I can count the number of my followers in my left hand and they're not complaining.
And with that, we went to Wawa for delicious flatbread sammiches.
Questions? Concerns? Snide remarks? Let'em fly!
Song of the day: "Paradise Circus" - Massive Attack
1. It's my blog. I'll do whatever I want with it.
2. I don't want to deal with yet another blog. I have a lot on my plate already.
3. I like to condense things. A running journal is just another subject I use to buff up TSPM.
4. If people are THAT curious to chart my progress, all they have to do is click on the label "running" or "workout" and all my running entries would be chronologically displayed.
5. I don't think anybody cares whatever I do with my blog. I can count the number of my followers in my left hand and they're not complaining.
And with that, we went to Wawa for delicious flatbread sammiches.
Questions? Concerns? Snide remarks? Let'em fly!
Song of the day: "Paradise Circus" - Massive Attack
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