We survived. We all survived the end of I&I and are
ready to push onto something other than bacteria and viruses and fungi for a
while. We’ve moved onto the cardiovascular unit. And I think the heart is
incredible, so I’m excited. Which also means we’re back to having class…from
8-3. Which is a change I could have done without, but oh well. I’m so excited
to have successfully finished what a lot of people consider the “hardest” block
in med school that nothing can bring me down!
In all this new found free time, I’ve also picked back up
BJJ. The day after I&I ended there was a tournament up in MI that I went to
and supported my team, and they did awesome. It gave me that push to want to
train harder and smarter and become better every single day in BJJ. So that’s
exactly what I’m doing. I’m training harder – I make myself roll at least 4
matches in a row without a break to get myself back into shape (which I am
definitely not in considering I ate nothing but junk food and sat in a library
for the past month…). And you know what? It is slowly but surely paying off.
No, I’m no where close to being good. But day by day I’m less and less bad.
Today was open mat, and I happened to be the only white belt
among really great world class blue and brown belts. And you know what? I can
hold my own. Was I forced to tap out? Absolutely. But I also was able to
advance positions a few times (or at the very least, escape out of some really bad positions). And there is no greater feeling than a higher
belt telling you that you did an awesome job.
So needless to say, my life feels like it’s back on track. I’m
happy, healthy, and so grateful for the opportunities I’ve been given. I’m
thrilled to be pushing forward in med school, knowing that in 7 months I’ll
finally be learning from real patients in a hospital setting, and I’m pushing
forward in BJJ. This year I hope to compete in several tournaments and slowly
work my way toward being a champion. The other day someone asked me when I
would give BJJ up - if it would be before I took the boards, during my
clerkships, or when I was done with med school. I looked at them and told them
I would quit when I could no longer physically or mentally train. I don’t ever
plan on quitting. I can picture myself one day getting that black belt tied
around my waist, and I will work for it every day until that day
comes. It will be a long, hard journey. But I figure, I’ve got the attitude of
a warrior. Every student in my medical school does.
To happiness, medicine, and BJJ. For endings and new beginnings. And to all other warriors out there in medicine and BJJ, keep on fighting.
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