Stairmaster 45 minutes
Aerobic Training
Level 17
Short and Hard
Stairmaster 30 minutes
Aerobic Training
Level 19
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| Looking down at Na Pali Coast - Kauai, Hawaii |
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Workout v2, v3
Long and Steady
Stairmaster 45 minutes
Aerobic Training
Level 17
Short and Hard
Stairmaster 30 minutes
Aerobic Training
Level 19
Stairmaster 45 minutes
Aerobic Training
Level 17
Short and Hard
Stairmaster 30 minutes
Aerobic Training
Level 19
Friday, November 26, 2010
Turkey Trot 2010
I did the Turkey Trot this year with my sister.
The weather had gone from uncomfortably hot to uncomfortably cold (40s in the morning) in just one night. It was a cold, windy run, but it was a great day to start Thanksgiving.
According to the police officer, there was an estimated 40,000 people at the event.
The crowds of people running seem to continue endlessly forward.
My sister, silly her, realized that she forgot to bring her running shoes as soon as we find a parking spot at the race site. So, I waited out in the cold for her as she drove back home and then back. We started the race about 10 minutes late (but even then, I don't think we were at the very end of the crowd). Needless to say, it was absolutely crazy in the beginning. We were slowly jogging and talking while trying to avoid dogs and little children and strollers.
It was a crowded mess until 2.5 miles or so, where the 5kers and 8milers split up.
Around mile 3, I started to start running for real.
I think I ran the last 5 miles at a pretty decent pace for my standards. It took about 43 minutes, and I was able to run one of the miles in 8 minutes.
We then had breakfast at Zaguan Cafe with my boyfriend, then split ways until our Thanksgiving dinner.
My mother made a beautiful dinner... 18 lbs Turkey, home-made bread, cheeses, smoked salmon, mashed potatoes, sweet yam, creamy brussel sprouts, sauteed asparagus, salad with dijon mustard vinaigrette, fried whole mushrooms, home-made gravy, asian rice turkey stuffing...
And we had dinner with the younger church crowd. My father is on business in Japan, but we skyped with him during the dinner.
Afterwards, we played card games and poker in our kotatsu (こたつ), which is a heated, large coffee table covered by a large blanket to put in your feet.
Overall, a perfect day and I am so grateful.
The weather had gone from uncomfortably hot to uncomfortably cold (40s in the morning) in just one night. It was a cold, windy run, but it was a great day to start Thanksgiving.
According to the police officer, there was an estimated 40,000 people at the event.
The crowds of people running seem to continue endlessly forward.
My sister, silly her, realized that she forgot to bring her running shoes as soon as we find a parking spot at the race site. So, I waited out in the cold for her as she drove back home and then back. We started the race about 10 minutes late (but even then, I don't think we were at the very end of the crowd). Needless to say, it was absolutely crazy in the beginning. We were slowly jogging and talking while trying to avoid dogs and little children and strollers.
It was a crowded mess until 2.5 miles or so, where the 5kers and 8milers split up.
Around mile 3, I started to start running for real.
I think I ran the last 5 miles at a pretty decent pace for my standards. It took about 43 minutes, and I was able to run one of the miles in 8 minutes.
We then had breakfast at Zaguan Cafe with my boyfriend, then split ways until our Thanksgiving dinner.
My mother made a beautiful dinner... 18 lbs Turkey, home-made bread, cheeses, smoked salmon, mashed potatoes, sweet yam, creamy brussel sprouts, sauteed asparagus, salad with dijon mustard vinaigrette, fried whole mushrooms, home-made gravy, asian rice turkey stuffing...
And we had dinner with the younger church crowd. My father is on business in Japan, but we skyped with him during the dinner.
Afterwards, we played card games and poker in our kotatsu (こたつ), which is a heated, large coffee table covered by a large blanket to put in your feet.
Overall, a perfect day and I am so grateful.
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| http://www.thetrot.org/images/Trot%20Map.jpg |
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Bar Golf!
My medical school friends decided to blow off some steam with a night of... Bar Golf!
The craziness of the twenties can be intoxicating (quite literally).
We're only young once, right?
So here is how the game went.
"Prepare your sweater vests and argyle socks. This Friday, we're going golfing! Well...of sorts.
Starting at 9pm, we are making our way through 9 holes of Bar Golf along McKinney Ave. If you're unfamiliar with this particular sporting event, the rules are pretty simple: we walk from bar to bar, and you are rewarded points for the drinks you conquer. Keep track of your points, and the winner with the lowest score has bragging rights for the rest of the season.
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We will walk the following 9 holes:
Uptown Bar & Grill
Idle Rich Pub
Blackfriar Pub
Gingerman
McKinney Ave Tavern
Rok Republic
Quarter Bar
The Loon
Lemon Bar
Scoring is as follows:
Water = +1
Wine/beer = par
Mixed drinks = -1
Shots = -2
Some places have special scoring rules. At Gingerman, we're playing sips of beer as your strokes. 5 sips is par... above and below that, you get the picture. And at The Loon, because they're known for their atomically strong drinks, a Red Bull & vodka is = -3.
So, in summary, come out in your golfer's best (crazy golf attire is a MUST), and play a sport where hopefully no one gets injured."
It was a pretty fun night. Good friends, a little bit of that competitive flair.
I won't reveal who won and with how many points below par, haha
We all need a break sometimes from our books and study carrels. : )
The craziness of the twenties can be intoxicating (quite literally).
We're only young once, right?
So here is how the game went.
"Prepare your sweater vests and argyle socks. This Friday, we're going golfing! Well...of sorts.
Starting at 9pm, we are making our way through 9 holes of Bar Golf along McKinney Ave. If you're unfamiliar with this particular sporting event, the rules are pretty simple: we walk from bar to bar, and you are rewarded points for the drinks you conquer. Keep track of your points, and the winner with the lowest score has bragging rights for the rest of the season.
---
We will walk the following 9 holes:
Uptown Bar & Grill
Idle Rich Pub
Blackfriar Pub
Gingerman
McKinney Ave Tavern
Rok Republic
Quarter Bar
The Loon
Lemon Bar
Scoring is as follows:
Water = +1
Wine/beer = par
Mixed drinks = -1
Shots = -2
Some places have special scoring rules. At Gingerman, we're playing sips of beer as your strokes. 5 sips is par... above and below that, you get the picture. And at The Loon, because they're known for their atomically strong drinks, a Red Bull & vodka is = -3.
So, in summary, come out in your golfer's best (crazy golf attire is a MUST), and play a sport where hopefully no one gets injured."
It was a pretty fun night. Good friends, a little bit of that competitive flair.
I won't reveal who won and with how many points below par, haha
We all need a break sometimes from our books and study carrels. : )
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
White Coat Ceremony
The White Coat Ceremony seems to be a new tradition for medical schools, started in the 80s in Columbia Medical School I believe?
Honestly, I don't feel ready or qualified to wear or even own a white coat. We haven't even finished half a year of medical school! A friend of mine put pictures of Halloween and the WCC in the same facebook photo album, titled 'Playing Dress Up.' My feelings exactly... When I got my coat, the arms were a little too long and I really felt like one of those little kids, playing dress up their mothers' shoes and jewelry, slabbering on some lipstick and blush.
But, as my mentor insisted, the White Coat is a symbol of physician-hood critical to the professional physician persona that we have to build. And that building doesn't happen overnight but takes years to develop. And that road has to begin now, even as students. And when we put those white coats on, we have to put on that professional persona and live up to the expectations that society has of a physician.
Am I ready?
Honestly, I don't feel ready or qualified to wear or even own a white coat. We haven't even finished half a year of medical school! A friend of mine put pictures of Halloween and the WCC in the same facebook photo album, titled 'Playing Dress Up.' My feelings exactly... When I got my coat, the arms were a little too long and I really felt like one of those little kids, playing dress up their mothers' shoes and jewelry, slabbering on some lipstick and blush.
But, as my mentor insisted, the White Coat is a symbol of physician-hood critical to the professional physician persona that we have to build. And that building doesn't happen overnight but takes years to develop. And that road has to begin now, even as students. And when we put those white coats on, we have to put on that professional persona and live up to the expectations that society has of a physician.
Am I ready?
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