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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

A collection of BROOMBALL! photos

There's so much medical school talk on this blog that I feel the need to add in some photos of my other passion: BROOMBALL!!! It's what gets me through the winter and it keeps me feeling young.

With the regular season wrapping up, it's time to post an assortment of photos from my teams. Yes, you read that right, it's plural.

Onesies.

Camouflage theme, complete with face paint.

A close-up of our awesome face-painting skillz.

Tooth fairies.

Face-off at center ice. That's our (male) captain on the left.

There is plenty more where this came from, so I'll keep adding when I need the study break. Stay young, people!

Letters of recommendation

Our committee letter packets are due in two weeks and with those I need to have at least two letters of recommendation submitted. I asked my boss from the summer camp I used to work at to write me a letter, focusing mostly on my position of leadership and I'm starting to stress a little bit about it.

I never did the whole "Can you write me a good letter?" bit, but instead just asked him to write me one. He's a very honest and straightforward guy, so I know that he would've declined to write me one if it wasn't going to be any good, but that doesn't prevent the stress. And this email from him makes me think I made a good decision asking him to write me one:
For now what would be most helpful would be for you to tell me what you would like me to focus on in terms of your tenure. Don't be bashful, lay out your most significant achievements and I'll color in from there.
Now, this is awesome. Well, it would be nice if I didn't have to tell him what I did but it's good to hear that he'll be putting me in the best light possible. But still, I'm stuck.

From the camp perspective, I didn't do anything special that summer. Everything I instituted or applied or taught was part of the job description (they really made use of the "other duties as assigned" clause of our contracts), but if you look at it from an outsider's point of view, I did a lot. It's just weird to tell him normal things are my greatest accomplishments since he used to have my job and knows exactly what the position entails.

So I'm racking my brain trying to make myself sound good leadership-wise, and also thinking of ways to suggest what he should write without expressly stating them. Ay ay ay!

Monday, January 9, 2012

Regret

From a thread about being angry with yourself for being a non-trad...this is exactly how I feel about my life:
That great anger you're experiencing is called regret, and it's probably one of the worst things to ever cope with in life. However, when there's a will, there's a way - channel that anger into something that will help you achieve your goal.