Turns Out, I’m Not Supergirl

Most of the time, my schedule seems totally doable and I go through my day feeling like even though people stare at me like I’m crazy for trying to coach, train and survive medical school, I generally have my shit together. My house is usually (mostly) clean, I get where I need to be on time, my team runs well, my workouts go well and they keep letting me come back to school. This week was an exception. We hosted two home meets (Tuesday and Friday), I had clinic on Wednesday and an exam on cardiology on Friday. In the midst of this, I missed my first run of the cycle on Wednesday. There were just not enough hours to see patients, study for the exam and get a run in. I beat myself up for a decent number of hours but then had to ask myself the question: What are you? What is your priority? I am a runner and I love running, but the world doesn’t end if I miss a run or don’t run well in Albany. The world gets a lot more expensive and closer to ending if I fail an exam.

I won’t hit my miles this week but thankfully, I did pass my exam yesterday and we didn’t lose anyone on our home course yesterday (which is a feat on that course). I’m going to work on accepting the fact that I’m not made of steel over the weekend…

LT and I a couple of Halloweens ago, just before Philly.

LT and I a couple of Halloweens ago, just before Philly.

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