Things are going well.
SoNo is starting to grow on me. I have no intention of staying there, but there are some things that make me glad I have made it my place to live for the next year. On my runs I love the smell of salt water in the morning since it is right on the Norwalk Sound which opens in to the Atlantic. I never thought my legs could get any bigger with the amount that I run, but there are so many hills they def. could, and I have start running intervals on the hills to improve my power for races.
I love my new job, and have a lot of potential great opportunities in the future because of it...I wonder how long it will be before I adopt a dog. I start on overnights, so I won't have a weekend off until October, and have to survive 6pm-9am shifts for the first two weeks, but I can't wait.
So except for that I will not have a social life until October, I am so glad I made this choice.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
what to blog, what to blog
Bad news...my employment contract bans me from blogging about events that happen at work...so my blogs will probably be a little sparse, and since I use my blog as like a journal for myself, I think I might have to start writing a diary! I will still try to keep some good stuff in here though. And work is going well, tomorrow I start shadowing fellow interns for a week, on Monday they send us to NYC to meet all the northeast VCA directors, and then on Monday June 29th I am on my own on overnights.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
" Gasp..this name tag says DOCTOR"
that was Kevin's first joke of the day on Monday. I am all settled in to my new apartment here in Connecticut, it is not Boston, and I miss Boston terribly, but it is a great apartment and the only thing that could make it better is if Mark were here. He came down with me on Saturday to help move, hangover and all since his friends had a pub crawl the night before and he had been out drinking way too much (an somehow convinced me to join him at 10pm after I got home from the train ride back from connecticut so he had someone to dance with, luckily I didn't drink much).
The move went VERY well, taking only an hour and a half at each place to load and unload the truck. By 7:30 on Saturday I had everything unpacked and set up. Sunday we relaxed, I had wanted to go to NYC but we were both sore and tired so didn't really function that well. Instead we went to SONO (which is within walking distance of my place) for lunch, which is right along the bay opening up to the Atlantic so it is really pretty, and then we drove up to the second clinic I will be at and got a tour so Mark saw more of what my job would be like.
Mark stayed with me until Monday morning, and then at 9am it all started. Granted, these first 4 days are nothing but orientation, labs, and paperwork, so they are simple, but there has been lots of talking by the doctors on what we should expect. We each got a huge binder with all the info in it and our name tags for our uniforms, which all say Dr. ___ ____ and that made my friend Kevin excited.
Last night Hill's took us all out to dinner, which was relaxing and a great way to meet my fellow interns and doctors. A lot of the doctors have Tufts connections so I feel right at home, and all of my intern mates are very sweet and pleasant (although I was shocked there are really only 4 / 14 in relationships, 1 married, me with Mark, Jon and his girlfriend also still back in Boston, and then Allison has a boyfriend back in Alabama., everyone else is single).
So I spend the next 3 days in wet labs, orientation, etc. Then Friday I start shadowing the interns from last year, and starting Monday June 29 I am on my own. I start on overnights (the shift goes from 6pm-9am), of course. I have my schedule through January, and my first 3 months suck since I don't have a single weekend off until October, but then from October to January I should have a total of 6 weekends off. Well, I am not going to love the long hours, but I know this will be a great learning experience.
The move went VERY well, taking only an hour and a half at each place to load and unload the truck. By 7:30 on Saturday I had everything unpacked and set up. Sunday we relaxed, I had wanted to go to NYC but we were both sore and tired so didn't really function that well. Instead we went to SONO (which is within walking distance of my place) for lunch, which is right along the bay opening up to the Atlantic so it is really pretty, and then we drove up to the second clinic I will be at and got a tour so Mark saw more of what my job would be like.
Mark stayed with me until Monday morning, and then at 9am it all started. Granted, these first 4 days are nothing but orientation, labs, and paperwork, so they are simple, but there has been lots of talking by the doctors on what we should expect. We each got a huge binder with all the info in it and our name tags for our uniforms, which all say Dr. ___ ____ and that made my friend Kevin excited.
Last night Hill's took us all out to dinner, which was relaxing and a great way to meet my fellow interns and doctors. A lot of the doctors have Tufts connections so I feel right at home, and all of my intern mates are very sweet and pleasant (although I was shocked there are really only 4 / 14 in relationships, 1 married, me with Mark, Jon and his girlfriend also still back in Boston, and then Allison has a boyfriend back in Alabama., everyone else is single).
So I spend the next 3 days in wet labs, orientation, etc. Then Friday I start shadowing the interns from last year, and starting Monday June 29 I am on my own. I start on overnights (the shift goes from 6pm-9am), of course. I have my schedule through January, and my first 3 months suck since I don't have a single weekend off until October, but then from October to January I should have a total of 6 weekends off. Well, I am not going to love the long hours, but I know this will be a great learning experience.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Monday, June 8, 2009
over the hill
I know there would be a point sometime in my life when I felt old. I thought about sometimes too, how I was 25 and some people felt old then, but everytime I thought about getting old I didn't feel old yet. Well, that all changed this weekend. I went to salsa on Friday night with Shanna and felt young since the male to female ration there was 2:1 and 1/2 the guys were over 50. But then on Saturday Mark took me to the red sox game. It was a lot of fun, they won, and I loved fenway park, it is so old, small, and has so much character. But when the players on the red sox came up to bat, they listed their ages, and I realized about 1/3 of them were younger then me. When Dustin Pedroia came up and I realized he was a month younger then me I officially felt old. It was sad, and it was the first time I felt old.
Monday, June 1, 2009
a walk in the woods
This past weekend Mark and I met up with Heather and Denis for a camping trip in the Berkshires and it was a great time! The campsite Heather found was perfect, with a soothing stream nearby and hikes on the premises. We got there an hour late of course since Mark had been slow to get going in the morning (as I anticipated) but even though I wanted to be mad at him I couldn't since he knew just what to joke about to make me laugh on the car ride over.
We got there a little before 1pm and set up our tent, which I have last used 2 years ago when we went on a 3 day kayaking adventure in the Adirondacks. Sadly I had forgotten that it was wet when I packed it up 2 years ago, so when it came out of the bag it was still a little wet and moldy, but after airing out for the afternoon it was liveable at night. Mark had been dreading a difficult hike, but I reassured him we would do mainly flat walks...little did we all know the 2.5 mile trail we choose was 75% steep uphill. I was definitely huffing and puffing and sweating like everyone else, but I think my running kept my legs from getting to be like jelly and shaking. Mark was a trooper and survived, and even Tina did a great job. By the time we got back we had all worked up an appetite. Heather and I took a dip in the freezing cold stream trying to de-sweat since the "swimming area: looked like sewer water and was full of obese kids and adults.
We went in to North Adams for dinner, and found a cute little Italian place called "Red Sauce" via the iphone. Then we relaxed in front of the fire at the campsite with some (forbidden) beer and wine and marshmellows, amazingly for once the vegan counterpart trumped the regular marshmellows.
Our night's sleep was a little non-exsistent since Mark and I did not have an air mattress and the ground was full of small rocks. Mark first wanted to try climbing in to one sleeping bag and using the second as a mattress, but that resulted in me having my shoulders exposed to the cold air and being half on half off of the rocky ground with no pillows (Mark kept telling me to rest my head on his chest while he had the pillows). After an hour of that I couldn't do it anymore and made Mark fork over the other sleeping bag so we slept side by side. It was warmer then, but the rocks were worse, and Mark slid down the very minor incline to wake up in the corner of the tent. Despite all of that, I was surprised by Mark's optimistic attitude in the morning. Instead of being pissy and complaining, he just said "Hun, next time we go camping, we have to bring an air mattress". Maybe my optimistic, happy attitude rubbed off!
On Sunday we just did a short trip driving up to the top of Mt. Greylock, which had gorgeous views and made me think of the scene with the mountain in Bill Bryson's "A Walk In The Woods". We called it an early day and avoided another hike so that everyone would be well rested for work the next day (well, Denis at his new job, Mark on his important project, and then me doing nothing and Heather looking for jobs is more accurate). I had a great time, and it sounds like everyone else did too, so hopefully we can pull off another short weekend trip later in the summer if I actually get any decent time off.
We got there a little before 1pm and set up our tent, which I have last used 2 years ago when we went on a 3 day kayaking adventure in the Adirondacks. Sadly I had forgotten that it was wet when I packed it up 2 years ago, so when it came out of the bag it was still a little wet and moldy, but after airing out for the afternoon it was liveable at night. Mark had been dreading a difficult hike, but I reassured him we would do mainly flat walks...little did we all know the 2.5 mile trail we choose was 75% steep uphill. I was definitely huffing and puffing and sweating like everyone else, but I think my running kept my legs from getting to be like jelly and shaking. Mark was a trooper and survived, and even Tina did a great job. By the time we got back we had all worked up an appetite. Heather and I took a dip in the freezing cold stream trying to de-sweat since the "swimming area: looked like sewer water and was full of obese kids and adults.
We went in to North Adams for dinner, and found a cute little Italian place called "Red Sauce" via the iphone. Then we relaxed in front of the fire at the campsite with some (forbidden) beer and wine and marshmellows, amazingly for once the vegan counterpart trumped the regular marshmellows.
Our night's sleep was a little non-exsistent since Mark and I did not have an air mattress and the ground was full of small rocks. Mark first wanted to try climbing in to one sleeping bag and using the second as a mattress, but that resulted in me having my shoulders exposed to the cold air and being half on half off of the rocky ground with no pillows (Mark kept telling me to rest my head on his chest while he had the pillows). After an hour of that I couldn't do it anymore and made Mark fork over the other sleeping bag so we slept side by side. It was warmer then, but the rocks were worse, and Mark slid down the very minor incline to wake up in the corner of the tent. Despite all of that, I was surprised by Mark's optimistic attitude in the morning. Instead of being pissy and complaining, he just said "Hun, next time we go camping, we have to bring an air mattress". Maybe my optimistic, happy attitude rubbed off!
On Sunday we just did a short trip driving up to the top of Mt. Greylock, which had gorgeous views and made me think of the scene with the mountain in Bill Bryson's "A Walk In The Woods". We called it an early day and avoided another hike so that everyone would be well rested for work the next day (well, Denis at his new job, Mark on his important project, and then me doing nothing and Heather looking for jobs is more accurate). I had a great time, and it sounds like everyone else did too, so hopefully we can pull off another short weekend trip later in the summer if I actually get any decent time off.
a weekend free of commitments
Last weekend I promised Mark I would not plan anything for the 2 of us since the weekend before had been a whirlwind of various graduation events and parties, and the weekend after would be spent camping in the Berkshires with Heather and Denis. I figured he really needed some Mark time and would not be upset if he didn't want to do anything with me all weekend. He didn't really believe me and kept asking all week "So what are we doing this weekend?" and was shocked when I answered "Nothing that I know of" each time.
Saturday we relaxed together, then Sunday I went and ran the Boston's Run To Remember Half Marathon with his roommate Sean. We left an hour before the race started since it was only a 15 minute drive to the place, but sadly with the lines of cars for parking we ended up sprinting to the start line to get there on time. It was a good run in the sense that it was my first race since recovering from IT Band, and my knee was fine, but it was super humid and I was quite miserable in that regard. I don't know my official time yet, but I think it was something around 2:03. Mark had kept asking over and over again if I wanted him to come, but I stuck to my promise and told him to sleep in like he wanted. The way I see it, if we are together for a long time I will be running a few races every year, and I can't expect him to come to all of them, so I will save asking him to come to the ones I need someone to drive me to the start. ; )
Later that night we went out to dinner with Mark and Amy at Grasshopper, a vegan chinese restaurant that I have never been to and decided I needed to visit before leaving Boston. (Again, I told Mark he didn't have to come, but he wanted to, and we both had a great time chatting with Mark and Amy). It was, well, not bad, but very greasy. The foods were all fake meats smothered in sauce, the fake meats themselves were tasty but there was too much crap on the dishes and not quite enough flavor. Probably won't go back, but was glad I went.
By Monday (Memorial Day) even though we had gone to dinner the night before we were both pretty bored and the weather was great. Mark wanted to do something outdoors, so I suggested on a whim that we drive to Providence, RI to go to the zoo. It was the perfect day for the zoo, but of course hundreds of families thought that too, so we were overwhelmed by kids in strollers and crying babies. Even Mark who likes kids more then me started to panic. We saw the zoo in a little over an hour, and then I drove us in to Downtown for the best falafel I have found in the US yet at East Side Pockets. It was delicious and hit the spot. putting us both back in to a great mood.
So even though I promised to keep that last 4 day weekend Lindsey-commitment-free, we ended up doing a lot together on a last minute basis, and had a great time.
Saturday we relaxed together, then Sunday I went and ran the Boston's Run To Remember Half Marathon with his roommate Sean. We left an hour before the race started since it was only a 15 minute drive to the place, but sadly with the lines of cars for parking we ended up sprinting to the start line to get there on time. It was a good run in the sense that it was my first race since recovering from IT Band, and my knee was fine, but it was super humid and I was quite miserable in that regard. I don't know my official time yet, but I think it was something around 2:03. Mark had kept asking over and over again if I wanted him to come, but I stuck to my promise and told him to sleep in like he wanted. The way I see it, if we are together for a long time I will be running a few races every year, and I can't expect him to come to all of them, so I will save asking him to come to the ones I need someone to drive me to the start. ; )
Later that night we went out to dinner with Mark and Amy at Grasshopper, a vegan chinese restaurant that I have never been to and decided I needed to visit before leaving Boston. (Again, I told Mark he didn't have to come, but he wanted to, and we both had a great time chatting with Mark and Amy). It was, well, not bad, but very greasy. The foods were all fake meats smothered in sauce, the fake meats themselves were tasty but there was too much crap on the dishes and not quite enough flavor. Probably won't go back, but was glad I went.
By Monday (Memorial Day) even though we had gone to dinner the night before we were both pretty bored and the weather was great. Mark wanted to do something outdoors, so I suggested on a whim that we drive to Providence, RI to go to the zoo. It was the perfect day for the zoo, but of course hundreds of families thought that too, so we were overwhelmed by kids in strollers and crying babies. Even Mark who likes kids more then me started to panic. We saw the zoo in a little over an hour, and then I drove us in to Downtown for the best falafel I have found in the US yet at East Side Pockets. It was delicious and hit the spot. putting us both back in to a great mood.
So even though I promised to keep that last 4 day weekend Lindsey-commitment-free, we ended up doing a lot together on a last minute basis, and had a great time.
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