It has been a while since I last updated my blog post
because there simply have not been any particularly exceptional life events to report.
Of course, I would love to tell you all about my frequent encounters with
examinations (like the time that I completely guessed the brand name of
fingolimod is Gilenya based only on my knowledge that fingolimod is a new drug
and that Gilenya sounds like a modern name), but I suspect you won’t find tales
of pharmacy testing particularly exhilarating. Nevertheless, I do have some
updates to share.
I ran my first half-marathon at the Anthem Richmond
Half-Marathon. The month of running-focused training before the race was really
good for me. My confidence was down from an inconsistent year of training and
racing. By removing the pressure of performing well in three sports, I was able
to really focus on a smaller number of workouts a week. My consistency
rebounded and my confidence followed. My parents and brother traveled to
Richmond for the race. My brother Jason was participating in his first full
marathon, and Tim ran his first half. My parents mapped out an elaborate course
schedule of predicted times of arrival at key race points for all three of us
in order to see each of us on the race course as many times as possible. Best fans ever? I'd vote for them.
Race day conditions were near perfect. I had the good fortune of starting the race next to Charlottesville runner, Sallie Ford, who is near my age and speed. She was really friendly, and I loved racing with her. We ran side by side for the first 8.5
miles or so. I felt relaxed running with her, almost like we were teammates
pushing each other on a tempo run. The experience of working together without overt
competitiveness kept me relaxed and having
fun. We were hitting 6:00 miles like clockwork. Miles 9-12 were rough, but the
Endorphin cheer station at mile 10 helped me along. My final mile time was
bolstered by encounters with current UR runners, my UR coaches and fellow
alums, and a downhill finish where my primary concern was avoiding a face-plant (a very legitimate concern...my proclivity towards trips and falls is no secret...at least now I can blame it on my injury-induced balance issues).
I finished in the middle of my goal range: 1:19.38. Tim far surpassed his
expectations, finishing in 1:37. Jason came through the half marathon on pace
in 1:35 but hurt his knee with eight miles to go. He literally hobbled the
distance to the finish line, completing his marathon in just over 4 hours. Overall, it
was a successful day for the Patterson/Rechel clan.
I took my break following the half marathon. During that
time, I went to five social events in five days with five different groups of
friends (a social PR), returned home for Thanksgiving, swam with my old high
school team for old times’ sake, reunited with my Worthington friends, and
generally had a really good time. Soon thereafter, the reality sunk in that the
Patterson household was entering exam week(s). Fortunately, P2 exam week was
kind to me, and Tim is managing to survive 1L exams. I would like to note that
I achieved three of my four highest therapeutics exam grades on days of a key
workout or days following a race. Clearly, endorphins are my education-enhancing drug of choice.
In other news, I had my first true master’s swim meet
experience last weekend. Although I swore off swim meets long, long ago, I
agreed to participate in a “dual in the pool” between two local teams. I just
can’t turn down a free opportunity for a bit of friendly competition. With
friends on both sides, I was really enjoying hearing the amiable trash talking
from both directions. Anyhow, I discovered that master’s meets are far superior
to high school swim meets. People care about their swims, but not that much. For example, there are no
tears. People attend meets because they like to swim and because they want to
have fun with their teammates. The environment served me well. I PR’d in the
200 yard free, largely because I got to swim next to my friend Maura. Maura is
a very fast swimmer, but she hasn’t been swimming much lately, so we were neck and neck in the 200 and 500. Like in my half marathon with Sallie, I felt like Maura and
I were having a nice little tempo swim next to each other. I felt relaxed and
was having a good time. I wasn’t sure that was possible in a swim meet. Clearly,
this whole relax/have fun/work together mindset serves me well in races. I also
swam the 100 yard IM, which was about as embarrassing as you might predict but
no more embarrassing than wearing a triathlon suit complete with my name on the
butt because my practice suits are too loose to endure diving starts (living on
student loans isn’t always glamorous). Outside of the pool, I've also been making gains on my bike. In order to avoid disturbing my neighbors, I've been setting up my bike and trainer in the gym at my apartment complex. Sure, I occasionally get some questioning glances, but I also get to watch cable TV, which makes rest intervals substantially more entertaining. I also recently invested in a power meter, which has made a big difference in helping me focus, push myself, and more easily track my progress.
I’ll finish this post with my most exciting news: I was just
accepted into the VCU School of Pharmacy PharmD/PhD program. To provide context
for this announcement, I am currently in a clinically focused Doctor of
Pharmacy program. It became increasingly clear to me during my P1 year that
clinical work is not my passion. Last summer, I received a fellowship from the
School of Pharmacy to work on a research project with a pharmacoepidemiologist.
I spent my days conducting statistical analysis on a large database of
health/drug information. I enjoyed the work so much that I could hardly believe
that I was getting paid to do something so fun. I have a background in
epidemiology, and when I combined that with my interest in drugs (of the legal
variety), I hit the jackpot. I found something that I really loved. My advisor supported
my application for entrance into the PharmD/PhD (in Pharmacoeconomics and
Health Outcomes) program. The application
was due while I was on my honeymoon, so I needed to complete it before my
wedding. I spent the week before the wedding frantically putting together my
application. I submitted it a whole 30 minutes before I left for the church (if
you’ve read my past posts, it was this submission that cut into my practice
time for my father-daughter dance, leaving us a bit unprepared for our
“creative” rendition of hits like “Bye-Bye-Bye”). The PharmD/PhD program puts me in a position to cater my education to my specific
interests and goals, making the education/career aspect
of my life so much more fulfilling. I have no doubt that other
aspects of my life will also be lifted up by my joy associated with this great opportunity. I am very
blessed.
-Julie
:) - glad you're figuring it out. Do that for the rest of us please?
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