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Good news & long runs.

I have two bits of good news today! First, I’m already way over my total miles from last week! In fact, my run yesterday almost totaled last week in miles run.



I made the mistake of trying to run around the park and completely forgot about 4th of July celebrations. I was dodging people left and right! So I made my way down to the trail I usually take for longer runs. I had no idea how long this run was going to be when I started out but once I hit the trail, I was already 2 miles in and I figured, why not just keep going? I ran about a mile and half on the trail, and it started to rain, so I turned around and started back, eventually totaling just over a 10k.


I love this trail–long and quiet–it’s really peaceful. But it really freaks me out when the cyclists blow past me without warning.


And it follows a river!

By the time I finished, it was raining pretty hard and my phone was so wet that I couldn’t get the touch screen to work in order to end my run! Maybe I shouldn’t take my phone with me next time it looks overcast… It was a great run though – my longest in a while. It felt good to hit a stride again and not feel like I was dying the whole time. I still had to take a few breaks because my knee was starting to hurt — the post ACL surgery one — bleh. But there is definitely a difference for me between morning runs and afternoon runs, and I think I might just have to accept that.

My second bit of good news is that I just got a new part-time freelance gig! I’ll be starting soon with the Arundel Voice newspaper picking up a few stories on the side. I’m really excited about this opportunity. I haven’t worked in journalism for just about two years and I was starting to miss it.

arundel voice

The best part about the Arundel Voice is that they don’t cover “hard” news, things like political scandals or crime reports. They focus mainly on positive stories in the community — something I’m really pleased about because positive news is really fun to write about.

There were times when I was covering stories during my very first reporting internship when it was hard to sit through interviews because the stories were just so sad or uncomfortable. My very first assignment was covering jury selection for a murder trial for a 16-year-old. That was not so fun…

So my time with the Arundel Voice should be much more positive! Seriously, I am SO excited.

Do you run in the rain?
What are you excited about this week?

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On Monday, I Start My Job.

Something I have always been very excited about is the idea that working will bring a set schedule to my life.

I would get up at the same time every day, suck down some breakfast, rush to work, drink my coffee, work for 8-9 hours, and then return home exhausted and hungry–just like everyone else. But it seems that the universe has a different daily plan in mind for me. It seems I will not have the helping hand of a job to schedule my life. No, that will be up to me, because now I’m working a contract job where I can be either in the office or at home, and the hours are mine to set.

I am both thrilled and terrified of what this may lead to. Seriously, fear of freedom is a real thing.

I won’t have much problem setting my own hours, and probably be pretty good at sticking to a set start time each day. But can I force myself to quit at the end of the day when there is still more work to be done? Will I be able to push it to the next morning? And will each day really feel like a work day? Or will this always feel sort of like a “pretend” job?

The plus side, of course, is that, again, I can set my own hours and work from home. This means that if I can find the self-discipline, adding personal reading and writing time into my schedule will be just like scheduling work. At the end of my day, I can bang out a few thousand words and then tell myself it’s quitting time.

Basically, this whole job will be an exercise in self-control. I suppose it’s time…I will be the master of my domain…and the couch, which is where I will be doing most of my work, it seems.

Another thing I was looking forward to about a job was the inaccessibility of food and the inevitable weightless that comes along with that, but with the refrigerator only a few steps away all day now…that was a pipe dream after all. Guess I’ll have to make and effort to work in some running to this whole shebang now. But other chores will be a breeze to get done! Heck, I can be on a phone call meeting and sorting laundry. How awesome is that?

My god, if I ever transition to a real, in-office position, I won’t know what to do with myself.

Oh, and how did I find this job? Happenstance and luck. My personal agent (read: boyfriend) sent an email to an awesome Marketing and Communications Director with a literary history. We had coffee, hit it off, talked books and writing, and suddenly I began a glorious two week internship…which ends today…and becomes a real position as of Monday.

So yes, after a whirlwind ‘romance,’ I have made a commitment to a very handsome job opportunity  and am thus employed. I work as a Marketing and Communications Associate, and my contract starts Monday. Wish me luck!

(I also applied to Barnes and Nobles, which I am hoping to hear back from soon because I wouldn’t mind a part-time supplemental job…and also books.)

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This Big Scary World

It’s always a strange feeling to realize that many of my friends have been out of school for at least a year now, while I am still waiting to finally move away from campus. Some of them have already switched jobs twice, some are engaged, some are married and some have taken their year off and are headed back to school. In a way, I am ahead of people my age because I finished grad school a year early, but I also feel like I’m a year behind.

When you’re in school, you always talk about that big and scary “Real World” where you’ll have to find a job and support yourself. Now, suddenly, it’s a reality, and I’m really scared. But that’s normal, right?

Maybe I’m not setting myself up for the smoothest of transitions. I’m in the process of moving to a new place away from my parents but populated by a good number of my college friends. I have an apartment, I have furniture, I have savings, but no job. That’s right, I’m part of the ridiculously high percentage of college grads with liberal arts degrees going off into the real world without a job. And again, I’m really freaking scared.

Everyone keeps telling me how brave I am and how impressed they are with my courage. Hah, great, thanks guys. That makes me feel good about this life choice.

I think this is something everyone who studies English (or any discipline that can be described as a “liberal art”) encounters when they make the choice not to pursue a career in teaching or academia. What are our skills good for? Well, tons of things. I only went to school for five years to learn how to write and communicate well, including multiple genres and forms. I am great at researching and fact checking. I can edit for grammar, style and content. And I am ridiculously creative–something my liberal arts degree encouraged and required. I can analyze pretty much anything within logical bounds and identify what an audience prefers over something else, and why they prefer it. So why then is it so hard to find a job?

I think it has more to do with the state of the job market and how companies are operating in an employers market. When you have the pick of the masses, you’re gonna pick the ones you don’t have to train. It makes sense and I can’t argue with that. It’s frustrating as someone just starting out and hoping someone will take a chance on me, but I do understand.

I just have to keep looking, and looking, and looking…

What is much more frightening about this big move is that for the first time, my life isn’t scripted. When you’re in your school years, it’s one grade after the next, and then college, then grad school and then a job. But what job? Where do you work? What work do you do? There is no set path anymore.

So here I am, wondering if I am making the right decision. Is this the right place to move? Am I applying for the right jobs? Am I going to live in the right neighborhood? Now, everything in my life is subject to second guessing. Now that is scary.

But everything will be fine, right? …right?

I find myself switching back and forth between absolute terror and unbridled excitement. I can always be a stereotype and work in a Starbucks to pay the bills. And if I can’t pay the bills, I will move back home. I am surrounded by friends, I have a supportive family, I’ll be okay. With that in mind, I feel like nothing can go too horribly wrong. And yet, what if this is the first time I fail? What if I use up all my savings and never get a good footing? What if I can’t make it work? Then I move home and I take a different path. And that’s okay. Deep breaths…

I think the hardest part of this whole ordeal will be coming to terms with my unscripted life. Maybe I won’t use the skills I gained in my college years. Or maybe I will. But I can’t pigeon hole myself into one path. That’s not how life works, and it’s really hard to accept that.

Reminds me of writing a book. Sometimes the outline you spent hours planning just doesn’t work and the story veers off in a totally new direction. Hopefully this one has a proper happy ending, or at least some really awesome adventures along the way.

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