My foot slurping into a puddle is not a satisfying sensation. In fact, it’s downright dreadful (it should be known that wet socks are as annoying as loud chewers or people who take phone calls in the library). As I walked through downtown Chicago the day after a snowstorm, the purpose of galoshes became very clear.
I was in Chicago last Friday for my interview with the JET program. It was a one-day affair fueled by granola bars and made possible through the wonderful vehicles of Megabus.
Getting onto the Megabus was spectacular. A double-decker bus always means business. Not to mention the Wi-Fi (incredibly slow, but still). There were even outlets for individual seats. I felt like I was riding first class, bus style.
The interview went very well, but I mainly say that because I have to wait two months to hear the results, and I don’t have the emotional energy to worry about it for that amount of time. So for the next two months, you won’t hear a word about it from me. You’ll know when I get the news, because I’ll either be rejoicing in the streets or moping for a solid week.
For those of you without rain, here’s something that might help. Here’s a vlog chronicling my battle with rain and the Honors Program!
I went to bed Sunday night at 11 PM. I awoke to my screaming alarm at 6 AM. I was shocked by the interruption to my previously unruffled sleep. Were we being bombed? Was there a fire? No. Yoga was happening.
That’s right. I recalled the insane idea that had gripped me the previous night to attend the HRC’s group fitness session of yoga. Bright and early: 6:30 AM. Now that I think about it, the phrase “bright and early” really doesn’t make a whole lot of sense. It wasn’t bright at all! In fact it was dark, so I was left to biking the distance hoping that there wasn’t some stick lying on the sidewalk waiting to trip up my bike and my youthful dreams of flexibility.
It turned out to be a fantastic experience (against the expectations of college students waking up everywhere). The stretches and exercises that ranged from easy-peesy to agonizing woke up my body, mind, and spirit. I got back, had a great breakfast, and was ready to start my day by 8 AM. The time I usually am waking up.
Biked to the HRC in the dark, returned to this
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