life is good

cause when life looks like easy street there is danger at your door.

no danger here, just triathlon training. today’s “fun run” “easy run”, was neither fun nor easy. false advertising. on the up side - i never stopped. i finished and ran the whole thing. i felt like fainting for 20 minutes following the run, and my face is still an embarrassing shade of red. the kind of red that shows how out of shape you are, regardless of whether or not you completed the run.

wednesday is ‘hill work’. no one attaches words like ‘fun’ or ‘easy’ to hill work. 

on the other up-side: no coffee cravings here. cross-country ‘fun runs’ = nature’s new coffee.   

It’s one of the interns’ last day today, so we all went to the sushi place for lunch with her and we were talking. and the subject ‘total amount of people in your graduating class’ came up. and numbers like ‘43′, ‘29′, and ‘64′ followed.

turns out, i’m the only intern here that didn’t go to private high school. the only. and everyone’s doing impressive things with their lives and their summers, and enrolled in amazing top universities for their mba, phd, masters, etc degrees.

i went to a good public high school. it doesn’t matter if you go to a public or a private high school. i shouldn’t feel…intimidated by any of this.

even the foreign interns went to foreign private schools in their foreign countries. holy moly man. holy moly.

on another note, my last assignment was to call the DRC. I finally got through to the US Embassy there and the senior economics advisor picked up the phone. and we talked. it was awesome until we got cut-off. we got a little bit off topic in a good way talking some microfinance. i got all the information i really needed for F, but i kinda wanna call back and finish our conversation.

maybe it’ll be a slow day..