And in a weird way - it was fun! Physically, and even emotionally tiring, but oh, so satisfying, that even imagining myself back in the lab, pipetting proteins and running chromatography columns for an obsessed and self-absorbed boss and no scientific reason in a big scheme of things scares the living breath out of me.
Yes, it's been a year (and a touch) as I walked out of my "academic research career" - and I had never being happier at work, well, at least not since I crossed the border of USA. 3 years at Massage Envy (where I slowly but surely cut hours every month to accommodate only my regular clients I feel attached to and responsible for) and a year and half at Myo Massage - feels right at home! A year ago I wouldn't have even dared to dream of a steady position I am in, with requests, booking at both places well many weeks ahead, a fantastic treatment by owners and managers, solid relationships with co-workers full of respect, and - love of my clients.
I am a Massage Therapist. And I love my job.
The last weeks since the previous posting (wow, I a back to blogging?) also provided my soul with some amazing runs. Just as it has been my experience in the 2.5 years I struggled with "no name ailment", my running comes and goes without a notification of any sort, and not slowly - but at a snap of a finger: one day I shuffle 2-3 miles at 12 min/mile through the mud, and another - I fly effortlessly at 10 min/mile and feel I am going easy. And then - snap - I am back to hardly moving on the roads. Either case, I am fully embracing it - and enjoying a phase where 10's feel like I am not even trying, and anything faster, while requires some work, is fun too - the fact that I CAN put work is so thrilling, I can't even share that. So, no goals, no crazy hopes - just runs. And a big smile as I come home.
With next 2 months for some odd reasons sprinkled with many birthdays of my friends, I've been on a frenzy of knitting smaller items fit for gifts. Seems that I get into something, make lots of similar things, then switch - repeat. (By the way, the last batch of hats for Austin Trail Running Co went fast and furious! - Check the local store out!)
On the other fun news - not only I had been off Facebook for a month, Larry left it last Friday as well! If you only knew how much more time we have now, and how much more gets accomplished!!!
In a sad point at that, still, hardly a handful (if that) of those FB friends I considered to be a real deal figured out I am MIA. With my father's close demise and my kids living their own lives (I do text with Stephen in short updates twice a week, that's about it) - and as I am getting older, the reality of the fact I am alone here, in this world, and that only blood relatives truly care about you, hits hard.
Thankfully, I have Larry. With that, I feel truly blessed. I can't believe a run into each other some 9 years ago (for the first time) and a spur of the moment decision lead to such a bond that grows stronger every day. Even I thought it was a book material. But here I am, living a dream. In many ways, despite life's happening...