I went running, outside last night. I haven't done that in ages. Couldn't fight traffic to get to the gym, and needed to get out, run, expend energy, clear my mind, get an endorphin release. A while ago I decided I would run outside once a week, and well, this was the fist time that I was did it. It wasn't the same as dublin. I pictured myself running down familiar roads in Dublin. Watching people on buses. Running past people in the rain, knowing they looked at me as if I was crazy. I haven't done much "running" lately. The treadmill at the gym, to me, doesn't count. Sure I can run sprints and nice uphill stretches, but I'd rather be running in a city. Or a trail.
I went skiing Tuesday and Wednesday at Mt. Stowe in Vermont. A friend of mine busted his leg, and needed his condo cleared out, so I was happy to head up there with some friends for a few days of skiing. It was great. Beautiful mountains. Hard skiing. Going to bed exhausted, body still feeling like I was on the slopes...
I started in the NICU today. It's going to take a few days to get use it. Should be interesting. Lots to learn. I'm on call tomorrow, so it may be a bit of a long day.
This is short. I need to get some reading done to hopefully make tomorrow a bit smoother.
Cheers,
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