I spent a lot of this run thinking about why I do what I do. I love my job and I love helping animals. That’s why I became a veterinarian. Vet school was a huge hurdle for me and as challenging as it was I enjoyed it. I’ve enjoyed working in this field since I started as a kennel worker. The whole veterinary field is a challenge everyday, some days more physically and some days more mentally challenging.
I apparently really enjoy a challenge. I’m stubborn and when I make up my mind I’m gonna do something I’m gonna do it. I was gonna try my hardest to stick it out at this practice. I didn’t want to give up after a year cause of the way I felt. I thought it would get better. My boss would finally some day treat me like a colleague rather than just a slave. He did some days, asking my opinions and what I thought. Then we had that meeting and he tried to make me feel so small and made it clear where I stood.
I am a strong, very independent woman, with an amazing husband who supports me with everything. I could not and my husband would not let someone treat me like that again, so we decided to move on. There is nothing they can do to retain me as a employee. I think he’s going to try to on Monday, but I have lost all respect for that man.
I thought a lot about my life as a triathlete. It’s also mentally and physically challenging. Running had always been my outlet and where I could think through things. Now I just use all three sports to move through my thoughts. Yet again I’ve set big goals for myself. Ironman Lousiville probably is not going to go as I had hoped. My training has been very much lacking. But I’m gonna try and grit it out and do my best because I’m just that stupid and crazy. I don’t like the idea of not finishing or a dnf, but it is what it is.
Here’s to the last 28 days at my job, a move north, and my most likely failed attempt at 140.6.