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 I am breathing. Last week I started my new lab position at the university and I've never had to be so focused on my breathing over such a sustained time period. Sure, in class we are constantly reminded to take butterfly breaths, to really breathe deeply and pay attention to how we're breathing, but with so much else to focus on that only adds up to maybe 30 seconds of uninterrupted focus on breathing over the whole class?  When I'm in the lab the procedures we carry out all require extreme precision and incredibly small movements: drawing up 2 microliters of liquid in a pipette tip, not making contact with the centrifuge tube lids, making incisions on invertebrates smaller than a centimeter, all of these actions could be impaired by any stray twitch in my muscles or a ragged breath at the wrong time.  So when I put on my lab coat and gloves for the day I am trying to apply how I move in kung fu, to how I move myself in the lab.  I am trying to hone my control. It ...

Earlier this week I had a one-on-one discussing some of my thoughts and feelings I was having about grading, but I wanted to make sure my thoughts were coming out how I wanted them to, so in order to minimize the ongoing battle between my brain and my mouth, I wrote out everything I wanted to say the night before. Since I had it written down I figured I would turn it into a blog post so that I could have it saved in a safe place if I ever wanted to come back and read it. I guess this comes at the cost of everyone else being able to see it too, but I'm going to swallow my feelings of venerability (ahhhhh don't read this I feel naked and exposed!!! ) and post it anyway.  -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------  "I've started to think about how my year has gone, where I am , compared to where I thought I'd be , compared to where I want to be ,  and I started to think about if I thought I was o...

I am honest. And honestly, I can't believe it's been over a month since I wrote my last blog. If I'm being honest I don't know how I let that happen. I think it's much easier to keep going when you've been going, when you have that momentum behind you, " I've been doing really good keeping up with my blogs for a while, I can't miss a week and break this awesome streak I'm on !" sort of mentality. But I find that once I slip up, once I start to fall behind, the pull of mediocrity becomes so much stronger. " Yeah I'm already a week behind, missing one more day won't add too much more to catch up on anyway, right?" or even worse I find that the thought of blogging doesn't seem to cross my mind since the pattern/habit is becoming weaker and before I know it another week has past, and no blog has been written :/ The first week I missed because I was on my trip which was an absolute whirlwind, start to finish, so not a lot o...