Goodbye...

If you're reading this, it's good to know that you haven't given up on me. Yes, I am still alive, and I have to be honest with you, I haven't even been overly busy as the reason for my neglect of this blog. Actually, I've just been overly distracted/unmotivated/senioritis-affected. In fact, either I'm just super slacking here all of a sudden and forgetting about a million and one homework assignments, or by the grace of God, after four years of barely ever a free moment from studying and homework, I'm suddenly overwhelmed by them. Funny thing is, I spend most of my time wondering what I'm missing rather than enjoyng them. I forgot how to relax...and I think I'm also temporarily forgetting how to study, so come Friday when my first final hits, I might be in sorry shape.

Without the heavy burden of homework, I should be finishing my brother's scrapbook and figuring out my summer living and working situations and my Omaha housing situation for the fall. I have a ton of stuff to do, just not the motivation or heart to tackle it right now. Jeff (my brother) graduates from High School the day after I graduate from Mount Marty, which gives me less than 2 weeks to put together 2.5 years of his life (pressure's on...). I sometime need to let reality sink in and accept the fact that in less than two weeks I will be saying goodbye to my dorm room forever. I need to pack up and move out! I also need to sign my apartment lease, and figure out a way to find another part time job to work with my pharmacy hours for the summer (or keep praying that some random Omaha place will read my job application and call me...).

None of it seems relevant at the moment though. I feel delirious. I can't accept that my friends and I are really graduating...and then scattering. One of my closest friends is moving to North Carolina for grad school. It's going to be painful to say the least to part ways after spending every day with her for the past few years. And the rest of us might be in the area, but we'll be all over the place. And then there's my young MMC friends who will remain in Yankton, but who I'll miss terribly. I might just be a mess of tears on graduation day if I actually let it hit me by then. Life is an adventure and this is definitely a bittersweet time - definitely exciting, but also a bit scary and sad.

On a completely different note, on a whim, I decided to tackle the half marathon I had registered for and given up on on Saturday morning. I had doctor's orders not to do it due to high risk for a stress fracture in my foot, but my friends from home came up to run it anyway, and I couldn't sit by and watch them complete one of my dreams without me. So, I let my stubbornness and determination shine, and without training (the most I had run in the 3 weeks prior was 3 miles), I stood on the starting line and gave it a go. I RAN THE 13.1 MILES!!!! I let my rhythm take over and found some crazy inner drive to carry me through. It was soooo amazing to cross the finish line. My legs started cramping immediately and my lower back was throbbing, but I felt wonderful - exhilarated by my accomplishment! I finished in 2 hours and 16 minutes - just over 10 minute mile splits. It may not be a great 1/2 marathon time, but I was proud of myself for making that without training for the feat. It was a great time with special friends. :)

Alright everyone, come finals week, I'm sure to be all over the place physically and emotionally, so I'm predicting that this blog slips my mind. This could very well be my last ever MMC blog. Thank you to all of you who have been so dedicated to reading my exciting life story. :P I hope you all have a blessed summer and that you find another to keep you updated on the life and times of MMC (or perhaps you yourself will become a student and take over this very role!!!). It's been a pleasure to be your faithful informant. :)