Well, the bidding continues for nursing skills. I am so risk averse in terms of making a living. I want a secure job, I want to be able to find a job wherever I am – under any circumstance. I can be paranoid about losing everything and so I need/want to know that I can start from ground zero and immediately provide for my family. (This might be some good therapy fodder. In the modern parlance – a scarcity mindset. I’ve worked on it, but it’s still there, not in an obsessive way, just in a Doris way). I’m somewhat comforted that I’d be able to make $250 an hour like next week if I wanted or needed to – even if it meant moving to Idaho and I’d be thrown into a chaotic pandemic work environment. Never did I think the nursing degree could outstrip my engineering degree, but the world is a crazy place right now.
I probably spend about 10 hours a week running, or prepping for a run or stretching after a run (this is way less than Jeremy does on biking). Now, since it’s after my race, I’m taking at least a couple of weeks off running. This week, absolutely no running. Next week, I want to swim – I think the outdoor pool is open. As soon as I gave up the running this week, I feel like those 10 hours have been swallowed up again with other things. If I had never run before, and I asked myself, you think you can run an hour a day, I’d say – no you are crazy! Where would I find the time? Obvs, I’m turning towards other things that I love to do but don’t have time.