The fall semester starts tomorrow and with that the end of my summer.
The beginning of summer felt like the first 5 minutes of the NYC triathlon. When I jumped into the Hudson, it felt like I was thrown 50 feet under and would never come back up for air.
When my summer started, I was in a not-so-great place. The past couple of months were just crap. That saying “when it rains, it pours” holds true. If I had to last one more day in school, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have made it.
It wasn’t until after my last final that I realized that I was incredibly burnt out on all fronts – professionally, personally, health wise, etc. It wasn’t even a week into summer when the ex and I broke up after 2.5 years. That threw a wrench into my living situation and budget. Plus I took a leave of absence (& a pay cut & a loss of health insurance) to intern for a judge. Considering that I’ve worked for the same company for over 4 years, I was a bit nervous about taking on a full-time internship with a new set of bosses. Oh and there’s that whole triathlon debacle. NBD.
At the beginning of the summer, I was having a big “WTF am I doing?” moment. Questioning everything. I mean everything, law school, work, triathlon training, life.
But looking back on the summer, it was all the right decision.
I probably should have trained better for the triathlon. I probably shouldn’t have jumped back into dating so quickly (and 5 dates with 5 different guys in two weeks is 5 dates too many). I probably should have budgeted more money for the summer and for triathlon training.
But this summer pushed my boundaries and made me get out of my comfort zone for the first time in a while.
I fell back in love with yoga. I did 2 half marathons – #13 & #14). I figured out what I want to do with my law degree (criminal law & litigation). I did a freaking triathlon. I wrote an article on DNA evidence to be published this fall. I made some awesome new friends and training buddies. I reconnected with some old friends. I explored different parts of the city that I’ve never been before (Brighton beach, governors island, Rockaways). I finally went to the Hamptons.
I learned a lot about a lot of different things – about myself, the criminal justice system, about swimming, about triathlon training. I could keep going.
The biggest win this summer? Going with my gut.
The unfortunate reality of law school – it makes you too rational, makes you almost risk averse to everything. Every decision made at the beginning of the summer didn’t make a lot of sense but I went with my gut. It was the right decision and I’m in a much better place for it.
I’m ready. As a coworker I chatted with when I came back to the office after the internship, I’m “refreshed.” I’m ready for the fall semester. I’m ready to start interviewing for next year’s summer internships. And I’ll (hopefully) be ready for the NYC Marathon.