My Business School Journey

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Thursday, December 30, 2004

Transition phase

It’s been a while and so much has happened over the past three months. I’ve been dealing with a combination of issues from work, business school, my health and relationship. I truly understand the meaning of stress and the unhealthy effects it has on the body.

First, I’ve come off the high of running and completing the marathon and it’s been bittersweet. I miss the discipline and structure that was necessary for training. Running the marathon was more than a novice athletic achievement; it was a journey of self-discovery, the power of helping others, and the confidence of achieving a goal I once considered reserved for those with more talent and resolve. It's an odd thing, when your body says no and your mind and your spirit say yes.

The free time that came about after the marathon was then transferred to more time on business school applications. I decided not to take the GMAT for a third time and instead put that energy into my essays. I took this week off of work to finish my essays. So far I’ve submitted Kellogg and Wharton’s applications, leaving Stanford and the Consortium (Michigan). I’m full speed ahead on Stanford’s infamous “What Matters to you Most?” essay. I’ve saved this one for last thinking that with time would come more ideas, but to no avail. With the mood I’m in now I feel like just pouring out my heart and using that essay as therapy.

Health-wise, I got a bit of a scare when I went for my annual check-up the day before the marathon. I went to a new doctor, who was the best doctor I’ve ever had. I knew I had found a winner when he took another 15 minutes to walk me through a meditation exercise to alleviate my stress. Long story short, he heard a heart murmur and wanted to run more test to ensure I would be ok to run the marathon. What was supposed to be an hour trip to the doctor, turned into a half a day trip with a few tests. Later that evening I got the thumbs-up from the doctor to run, but referred me to a cardiologist for more tests.

If that wasn’t enough, my boyfriend and I broke up three and after half years. Let’s just say I’m not in the best mood right now and my emotions are out of wack. Some days are better than others, but I refuse to lose focus on my applications. One of my managers told me that I am in a period of extreme growth, which usually results in major changes. That is so true! All I can do is thank God for all of the blessings he has given me. With every door closed, another opens with something bigger and better than can be imagined.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Bongiourno...Rome, Italy

I just arrived in Rome and I’m already in love. I am in awe of the history and beauty of the architecture. We don’t have anything close to this in the U.S. I’m here for a week of training for work, but extend my stay a few days to get a chance to enjoy the city. I meet up with a co-worker from New York and as soon as we get settled, I put on my walking shoes, grab a map and navigate the streets of the city. We visit all of the Piazza’s, and the major tourist attractions. I especially love the Trevi Fountain and the Parthenon. We duck into an alley and find a bar to rest for a minute. I ask the bar tender for a sweet wine and he gives me a sweet, red sparkling wine which was amazing. I end up buying four bottles to bring home.

My mom joins me after training is over and I show her around. We walk a good 7-8 miles a day and see just about everything there is to see. We eat, drink, shop, watch CNN occasionally (the only channel in English) and revise my essays.

For all of my rap fans out there, you’ll appreciate Rome for its quality Chinchilla fur. I took my Mom into this fur boutique so she could feel how soft this stuff is. She tried on a few coats, which were small since the average size of Italian women is like a size 4. I ended up trying on a reversible white leather, chinchilla-lined bomber jacket which I fell in love with. I actually contemplated how I could rationalize spending $7,000 on a coat. Damn, if only I had Paris Hilton money. Maybe J.Lo will let me borrow one of hers.

There is so much to love about this place: the architecture and history, the food, the wine, the weather, the people…and did I say the food! It was my first trip to Europe, but it definitely won’t be my last.