Thinking about my two favorite things: running and fashion. And whatever else tickles my fancy.
Haven’t written in SO long. But you never know if what you’re going through is not really for you, but for someone else to hear. So here it is, my 5 things to express today.
1. Money vs Satisfaction struggle. I love my job. I have a strong sense of job satisfaction working as a local public health epidemiologist. It’s in my chosen career field, so I’m not wasting my degree (thanks Mom, Dad, and federal loan). I came in fresh out of school, undercut on the salary. Five years into practice now, I think I deserve a pay increase. Problem is, I know what our budget looks like. Tough decisions on the horizon. Stay for the satisfaction but no growth? Go private sector, with potentially less job security and unknown satisfaction? Or figure out a side hussle? I don’t know the answer yet.
2. One of my Black Girls RUN! buddies got comp bibs to the Rock N Roll Virginia Beach half marathon coming up this weekend, so I’m running! Hadn’t planned on it. Vowed to never run that race again. It was my first race in 2009 and it was soOo hot, no shade, and I didn’t bring water (learned the hard way). But since I ran another Rock N Roll race earlier this year, if I do another one, in addition to the race medal I’ll get the Heavy Medal for completing two/more events in a calendar year. I want all that bling! So Rock N Roll here I come. I’m just going to claim a PR now, throw that out into the atmosphere.
3. Met with some aspiring Archonettes yesterday (Zeta Phi Beta Sorority’s youth group for teenage girls). Oh I can see now the etiquette, dress for success, and public speaking workshops are going to be “fun.” We’ve got to teach our (I say “our” as if I’m a parent; I’m not but it takes a village right?) girls confidence. And real confidence doesn’t come from showing all your lady bits. -__-
4. I want to vomit emotions and kick people. Surfing the crimson wave.
5. All in all, I’m still really blessed. My family is intact, my dog is cool, I’ve got a job I love with good benefits, and my bills are paid. I’m not where I want to be yet but it’s a work in progress. It could always be worse. Just thanking God that it’s not, and for that I’ll keep trucking along.