You Know You're Out of Shape When…
…a volleyball match is sufficient to make you sore the next day. Ow.
…a volleyball match is sufficient to make you sore the next day. Ow.
It’s that time of year, when stomachs are aflutter and thoughts of long-term partnerships are in the air…
That’s right, it’s grad school recruiting season! Our recruitment weekend is near and I am playing my customary role as student host/recruit herder.
I remember my own visit to Pitt/CMU well. The weather was nice, unlike what the recruits this year will be experiencing, on the heels of a trademark Pittsburgh winter storm: half snow-turned-slush, half freezing rain. The interviews themselves went fine. I felt terrible for most of the rest of the time. I had such a rough time of it (much of it my own doing), that sometimes I think it’s a marvel I ever decided to come here.
During hell month, I drank at least one coffee every day, which was facilitated by the presence of coffee stands right outside all my classrooms.
And so today, I thought I would begin caffeine detox. Cold turkey. No coffee.