最近， 有两个理由我在继续用blogger。 第一个原因是我的朋友刚开始用 blogger, 写他每天锻练安排， 提醒我好长时间没用。第二个原因我脑子理有太悬而未决思想我要篇出来同时练习中文。
在今年年初，由于我决定最优时间开始铁人三项锻炼， 我停止我的 Gold's Gym 会籍。我申请当地的YMCA会籍 ， 然后 尝试Crossfit 之后，一个星期之内决定了 Crossfit 在锻炼方面比较有效 然后停止我的Y 会籍。 怎么描述Crossfit ， crossfit 是一种强烈健美操课专门让你锻炼倒竭尽。在详细一点，是个非常计划的有氧举重锻炼方式。我自信心说是为了多情热心要做超级人的人。三个月之后， 我离开了Crossfit健身中心 是因为我失败了适应到工作压力和活动竭尽。
“中年危机“。 它们真的存在呢？看来，可能是我自己遭受一种严重非决定性的毛病。我是一个计划者。对我来说，很自然想到明天，明年，未来的安排。但是我现在根本不知道。 在这个六个月轮岗中， 我想到我跟生产苦干不太合适。六个月的经验足够了。所以对于我是什么意思？我浪费半年的时间与经验在一个我不会在继续工作的行业。
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At the beginning of the year I quit Gold's Gym and decided it would be an optimal time to start training for a triathlon and what better place than to go to the local Y. I joined impulsively and a week later I quit and joined another gym called Crossfit. Crossfit can be described as an intense aerobic class designed to push one to the limits physically and mentally by pressuring you to do cardio weight lifting exercises against time. A very well-designed and novel idea for improving the health and athletic ability of oneself, I am content to say it is for the people passionate and fervent on becoming the world's superman. Three and half months later, I quit after giving a failing and half-hearted effort to not being able to adapt to added pressures of work and frequent exhaustion from the workouts.
Quarter-life crisis. Do they even exist? Apparently so, or maybe I'm just suffering from a severe case of indecisive future anal retentiveness that every fledging college graduate experiences. I'm a planner and by nature like to imagine and think about it all too much where I'm going to be, what I'm going to do, down to the lifestyle schedule I would like to follow. This rotation has given me a sharp and bitter taste of an industry that I don't want to involve myself in for anymore years than the 1/2 of year I've already spent in it. So what does this mean for me? That I've already atrophied away my time and experience on something I can't use anymore than a brain surgeon can use an applied art degree.
Each production meeting, I think to myself, how much more interesting would this be to me if it had an inkling of bioscience related to it or if I could tangibly feel the impact I am having on the community. Instead these two short stories are but a dream far far away that can only be reached when my eyelids droop heavily over my pupils. My thoughst of my occupation are turning and twisting in my mind like a rope clamored by two aggressive opposing tug-of-war team. Do I sincerely feel that I could be successfuly in the medical field? Do I want to give up two years to start preparing for the applications of useful nothingness attempting to apply for a medical degree that might too fall in the category of "this is not what I want to be when I grow up." Or would I be content staying in the cut-throat corporate culture of business with undertones of everybody aiming to use everybody else around them to step on them and move ahead one more step on the ladder? I don't know, and I wish did.
For now, I look forward to my next short stint. Three more painful weeks in production, and I move to the land where the state flag flies higher than the US flag, in hopes of redemption of the lost six months that I dreamt of living.
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