I’m sitting here incredibly antsy because I want to go for a run but instead I have to wait a bit until I can go to the gym instead and do a bike workout because my toe is all messed up. I shall provide you with a picture from yesterday’s run aka the calm before the storm:
Everything was fine and dandy (and muddy) in the park, it’s the stupid slippery roads and paths that did me in 😦 I should only have to do roughly a week of biking/swimming workouts until the swelling and bruising goes down and the toe feels okay to run again. No insanity (aka lots of jumping) this week either. I’m going to feel so restless. The bike just doesn’t do it for me. It’s a great workout, just mentally it doesn’t satisfy me.
I’m on a roll making things I enjoy and that are (reasonably) healthy for dinner. May I present, homemade flatbread pizza!
And because I’m probably going to annoy you all with Olympics talk for the next two weeks (along with my buddy Carson, fellow Olympic-phile), I shall give you a little personal update today. Most of you know I’m in a PhD program in English. My program is one of the top few programs in the world and is very competitive and sadly, that doesn’t end after you get in. There are these hurdles you have to go through at multiple points in your career. I’ve completed roughly half of my 300 page dissertation and have had to defend my work with that oral examination I took a week ago today. There is a panel of 2 examiners I’ve never met and who have not read my work or the text I’m writing about. They judge not only the work they have in front of them, but numerous external factors that I can’t control. They could love my written work, but not think it’s right for this school or think I’m not engaging enough with theory or whatever and it’s something that might pass one set of examiners but another set will fail you so it really accentuates just how subjective this discipline is. If you fail, you have to leave the program. That’s right…you just go home, no more PhD. To show you how subjective this may be, my supervisor had a student who failed, they didn’t think her project feasible or suitable for this school. She left and applied to other schools, and graduated with her PhD from Stanford. I already experienced this in the admissions process, I was denied from a school I really loved because I don’t use a lot of theory in my work and they are a very theory-based program. Everyone wants to see different things from their students, even among the top 10 institutions, they’re just not all created equal. Hence my stress levels last week…I will find out in 4 weeks whether I stay here and write the second half of my dissertation and get my PhD in roughly one year from now, or have to move back home and reapply to PhD and start the whole process over again. One more year or four more years to get a PhD. Obviously, this has led to discussions as to whether I’ll even try to go elsewhere because four more years is a huge commitment and Joe has already moved for me to do a PhD once. It’s an incredibly stressful time and yet, in the last week when thinking over my options, I’ve come to terms the best I can with the potential outcomes. I have a list of schools I’d apply to if I fail and I can decide after I get results if I’d like to do it all over again but at least I have a starting point. I have a plan for what I would do in the interim, or at least ideas for a plan. And I of course looked up some races in Virginia in the spring and fall because the only way I’ll stay sane amidst all the turmoil is with running and excitement over new races and things to train for. None of this ideal but I’m ready to find out. Sorry for the downer of an update! I’m very rarely negative but it’s such a HUGE thing that is going on and you might be very confused if I switch from training to one race to another at a completely different time all of a sudden, but it would be because I have to move! I’m putting it out of my mind until I hear the results so back to your regularly scheduled running, pizza, and puppies 🙂
This is from about a month after we got Stevie. The size difference still cracks me up. Can I please have my tiny tiny tiny puppy back?
Do you ever make homemade pizza? Favorite toppings? (that’s kalamata olives, pesto, goats cheese, balsamic, and sundried tomatoes on mine above!)
Favorite workout on the bike? My plan for today is the intervals I would have done running! 5 minutes hard, 2 mins easy x 8 🙂