it's not me, it's you

dear sallie mae,

it's not me, it's you.  really, it's you.  my first impression of our relationship was beautiful.  i asked for money, and you willingly and generously gave.  for four years, you were a wonderful companion.  then, within a matter of six months, it all changed.  i was handed a diploma and suddenly you wanted all of my money and then some.  i can handle a give and take relationship, but suddenly you seem to be in a take, take, take mode.  this would have been fine, except, i don't recall you pulling all-nighters to write a full curriculum or to painstakingly decipher abstract algebra.  one thing's for sure, you got an "A+" in math class when the topic was interest.  clearly that is one topic you understand whole-heartedly.

another subject you understand is the vulnerability of a naive college student.  shame on you.

unfortunately for you, i am now three degrees wiser and through with you.  i now fully understand the consequences of our relationship.  and in the back of my mind (and bank account), i will forever have to live with the damages you have enabled.

today i made my last payment to you.  you have approximately forty-eight business hours to enjoy my debt.  i will expect to see another one of these pop up in my inbox shortly:

no thanks to you, i can now begin saving for my mansion my cute, little starter home (hopefully mostly move-in ready) and my vacation to ireland.

yours no more,

miranda

boot camp and 100 miles

happy july, friends, we are entering the no judgement zone.  i am back at the gym thing (got a little boost of motivation when my roommate recently joined the gym).  feels like i am starting back at zero, but i am getting myself there and that is what counts, mostly.  remember when i joined the 100 mile challenge last summer?  remember how i only got to about 60 miles, maybe?  yeah, that happened.  well, it's a new summer and a fresh start.  i joined again this year and am hopeful for a better outcome, if my shin cooperates.  (curse you high school basketball).  that new challenge officially began last week and runs (pun intended) through the end of september.  i am making slow progress with about eight and a half miles logged so far.  have to make up for lost time on vacation this past weekend. 

in the meantime, pray for me.  seriously.  i need to stay motivated.

that's not all, folks, that's not all.  somehow my friend and i convinced ourselves to voluntarily, yes voluntarily, sign up for a boot camp class.  and not just any boot camp class, but one that meets at 5:45 am.  that's about two hours earlier than my normal wake up call, so it has been a rough adjustment.  the soreness generally hits the following day, after our workouts. bleh.  the worst though is when you show up to begin warm up and your boot camp instructor just says, "follow me," and takes off running.

thankful for two friends being much needed motivators this summer.