Almost through my internship in Chicago, and I absolutely LOVE it here! There is an insane running culture, not to mention miles and miles of forest trails. MILES.
Here is a snapshot of a typical day in the life of a marketing copywriter intern/runner girl:
5 AM
Wake up. Quiet time: drink a glass of water and cup of tea, read Bible.
6 AM
Running with the deer, rabbits, and the occasional skunk.
7 AM
Gym. Cross train on the elliptical, bike, or jacob's ladder. I do abs twice times a week, lift twice a week, and complete strength training that is mostly focused on my legs twice a week.
9 AM
Oatmeal eaten, hair blow-dryed, coffee consumed.
10 AM
Office. Edit blogs, reports, and text for mobile applications, Write stuff.
12 PM
Lunch time. Either eat out at a new place or pack a lunch. I love eating at Flat Top Grill - you choose your grain/veggies/sauce/meat and they stir-fry it for you.
1 PM
Back to work.
5 PM
Peace-out. 30-40 minute drive back to the apartment depending on traffic. Jam out to Pandora.
6 PM
Dinner - Tia has cooked some food-network worthy dishes: chicken lettuce wraps, cornbread casserole, pasta made with legit tomato sauce from an Italian grocery store.
7 PM
Unwind, wash dishes, read, roll out legs, stretch.
9 PM
Sleeping!
Outchicked
Some girls chase boys. I out run them.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
10 Lessons I Learned during my First Year of College
- We > I. Teams, families, and communities are more effective than isolated or self-seeking individuals.
- It's not all about you. Refusing to be self-centered is extremely counter-cultural.
- Suck it up. A Christian woman that I admire once said, "If you fall during the tribulation, you will never see the blessing." You have to keep pushing if you want to see the fruit of your labor. A synonymous quote on my dorm wall reads, "I am not finished when I am tired. I am finished when I am done."
- Friendships rarely just "click". They are pursued after common interests are discovered, and their growth is watered through experiences, encouragement, affirmation, tears, and sweat. It is impossible to ignite friendships with those who remain invulnerable.
- Fear of rejection keeps us isolated, alone, bitter, and depressed. After a while, if you let it become a piece of your identity, it gives you a sense of entitlement to be self-absorbed.
- Be skeptical. When it comes to intellectual/political/spiritual discussions, you don't have to swallow what you chew.
- Trust. Recognizing your complete dependence on God will help you sleep 10000000 times better.
- "Opportunities multiply as they are seized" (The Art of War) You have to take the intiative. People aren't going to come to you and say "Oh I heard that you are just fabulous at ______, I have a job that would be perfect for you!" The reality is that you have to seize opportunities, even if you have NO IDEA what you are doing - this helps you grow like crazy!
- Learn to say "No". While you are going about carping the diem, it is important to let some opportunities pass by. Otherwise you will burn out and will be utterly ineffective in everything you do.
- Your life is significant. Believe it. There will come times when you question your purpose, your situation in life, and your reason for living. If you don't have purpose and vision, you will have a hard time getting out of bed in the morning.
Monday, April 8, 2013
We Met a Monk
Silence. Solitude. Trickling fountains. The women's soccer coach took a handful of athletes to Saint Leo's Abbey for a Sunday retreat focused on prayer and self-evaluation. The only element that interrupted the zen of the moment were the ants crawling everywhere - in a rare stroke of genius I had remembered to bring along a blanket, which helped fend off the crawling creatures.
It is interesting that even though this retreat was open to all athletes, the only ones who showed up for the 6 am gathering were females (besides the soccer coach). Feel free to form your own thoughts regarding the male athletes of our campus. Maybe someone should have sent them the memo that a vow of celibacy wasn't required to get on the bus.
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