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I am....

I am....

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...an achiever? overachiever? No, I don't mean this in a bad way. I'm proud to be an overachiever...or perhaps an achiever. I've worked to get where I am. I've thought about a way to categorize it and I fit nicely here.

I don't know what spurred this on but I think as I was walking back to work from a site survey today it dawned on me. It dawned on me on how far I've come in just a few short years. Most of my loyal readers out there have known me for a very short duration...so let me share the ways that I've progressed down the road.

So lets go back...crank up the 80s music and scary stuff like that;)

All through school, I took pride in using my smarts to move along. I never much cared for the latest fashion, nor being the "cool" one on the block. The one time I tried to fit into that, it was a giant disaster. I aced my tests and studied...never was the one that could walk into a test "cold" and do well. If I did that, well...forget it. One need not look further than my ever impressive 49 I got on a calculus test...to which I was able to retake and scored an 87:)

Oh I had my doubters. Back in junior high, I had an algebra teacher that did everything in her power to hold me back...because I wasn't "elite" enough. So what did I do? Worked harder and she had no choice.

Then there are sports. Again, I never was the "natural" talent. I still don't have that raw natural talent, never will. I was always the one to depend on to give that extra 10%...I'd skin my knee on the floor to save the ball from going out of bounds (this time I did it for something...not falling on the pavement for no reason:p). I'd be out shooting hoops the extra few minutes or these days add extra workouts to try to just get a little faster. I enjoy that added challenge...it gives me extra goals to shoot for.

Before entering college, my own mother doubted whether I could make it at such a big university. However, she knew my heart was set on this university and I was going. Guess I enjoyed it...no?

I worked for a computer support with a 70/4 ratio of guy/girl. My boss was sexist and was doing everything he could to shoot me down. He even started me as doing payroll. 3 years later, I was still there and one of the most respected employees.

I was that kid. I was the one that everyone would say oh she can't do that. It was almost my ammunition to say "damnit, yes I can."

Look at me now...I'm an engineer (haha to my math teacher!), I run marathons and just run in general, I live in New York City, I have some of the greatest friends one could ask for. I'm not afraid to be who I am. I'm not afraid of the future. I bet if you went back and asked anyone...and I mean anyone...before college if they thought I'd be where I am...you'd find my doubters. Too bad...for I am an achiever. You give me something to strive for...I will get there.
  • i think my 42 was way more impressive than your 49! :p
  • It is good that you have never let others get you down; I'm sure it has made you a stronger person. Plus, I'm happy you made it b/c I met you :)
    • Thanks:) I'm happy to make other people happy...we need to do dinner or coffee or something soon..it's been waaay too long!
      • so true!!!

        I thought of you yesterday; N. and I went to French Roast and had the hamburgers (well I had brie on mine and he had bacon, but...)
        So what is your schedule like? Next week is pretty busy for me. But other than that...
  • (Anonymous)
    Once again, my comment is the ever-intelligent:

    Yaaay! :) :) :)

    (It is sports-appropriate, don't you think?)

    -Sempre Libera
  • (Anonymous)
    Hiya-greetings from another local NYC running gal. :) I'm sorta moseying my way around the running blog world. Nice job with yours!! Good luck with your marathon training, and to you and your team at Grete's this weekend!!
    -lara

    http://nyflygirl.blogspot.com <---shameless spam :-p
    • Thanks for stopping by and reading:) Goodluck with running (or as I read getting back from injury)...and hopefully you'll be back out there pounding the pavement soon.

      (and PS...it's not shameless spam to promote a blog in someone else's blog...well at least in mine...and hey if it's a runner...by all means!)
  • (Anonymous)
    My story is very similar. Academically my grades were uniformly crapulent. I used to never study and get B's all through HS. I was totally apathetic and a major non-conformist. I was very small until I was 16 (4'9" at the start of 9th grade) and people said I would never get bigger or stronger. My parents and teachers used to worry about me since I showed some aptitude but didn't use it. I got bigger (5'10")and can bench almost 200. I can also run 3 miles pretty comfortably (I know that's not that much for you). It took a nasty wakeup call (shingles) in college to jump start me. My grades had been falling down the toilet (2.65 GPA) and I had no idea what I wanted from life. I'm in med school now and I defied every last one of the comp sci faculty who said I would not make it.
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