My dream came true...almost.

I love to sail. I love the feel of the wind against my face. I love the feel of a sailboat as you can hover close to capsizing while sailing close hauled. I love gliding through the water. Anyway, a couple of months ago I dreamt I bought a sailboat. Actually I bought a gigantic sailboat. The one in my dream had 5 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms...and a helicopter. All for $500.

Okay, so I didn't by a sailboat, but I did go sailing over the weekend. It was fantastic and just as wonderful as I remember it.

Ahhhh...the sun on my face...the wind in my hair...and porpoises swimming alongside...a little piece of heaven.

Running...

I've taken my running to a new level. No...I'm not running sub-six minute miles...at least not yet, but I have incorporated some new things into my routine. Or as one man I know would say...I've nerded it up.

I now know how much water I lose for every mile I run...8 ounces. That's about normal. Some people lose more. Some people lose less. I happen to be about normal. I can also tell you how many electrolytes I lose when I run. I'll spare you the details, but I'm now rehydrating with more than just water. Hydrating involves mixing and measuring and way more than just taking a swig from a water fountain. I've also calculated how many calories I burn per mile...definitely not enough to warrant the three times I had ice cream in the past two weeks...but ah...it was heavenly.

But nothing in this new level of running changes one of the main reasons I enjoy it. When I come back from a long run and am completely drenched with sweat, all the little hairs that have fallen out of my ponytail...all the little wispy hairs...are in ringlets. Yep, they are completely curly. Now, I'm fairly certain that no man would ever appreciate this...me being drenched with sweat or the fact that it makes my hair curly...but I'm going to continue running anyway.

I scream...You scream...We all scream for ice cream!

Today is National Ice Cream Day.
Go ahead and celebrate!

Good Night!

I have so much that I want to say, but I don't know how to say it. I've never been a fantastic communicator, but I don't even know where to begin. The last three weeks have been amazing. There have been mountain top experiences, and there have been difficult times. I have cried with patients, and I have rejoiced with patients. I am working long hours and not sleeping as much as I used to...and yet, I am filled with more joy and excitement than I could have ever imagined.

Right now though...it's 7:20 pm...and I'm going to take this opportunity to get a little extra sleep...so I'm going to bed.

As American as...

Happy 4th of July!

Things I've learned in the last week

1. Be careful with how much you put in your pockets...weighing down drawstring pants is not a good thing.
2. I learn best by seeing, hearing, and doing.
3. I love interacting with patients and their families.
4. If you go get coffee, be sure to ask your resident if he or she would like some...they usually need it more.
5. Danskos are my best friend.
6. Radiologists are super-helpful.
7. Stairs are faster than elevators.
8. Going to bed like I'm five is actually really nice.
9. Running is still one of my favorite activities.
10. If your resident or attending says you can go home for the day...don't argue.
11. Introduce yourself to everyone...most people respond well to smiles and handshakes.
12. I have a lot to learn...seriously...how do Mark and Sarah do it?!