I am doing a 4 day "Introduction to Professional Psychology" course on Cape Cod. We are staying at a conference center, across the street from the beach, which is beautiful, but it's like one step above a hostel.
The first night we had a wicked thunderstorm and one of the other students (young enough to be my kid) asked me if I jogged, as we had to get back from one building to another. I said I didn't run, but I was in pretty good shape... so even though I had an umbrella, I was afraid to open it in the lightening. I draped a beach towel over my head and took off. The next thing I knew, this young person was far behind me, saying, "I can't run anymore." I was scared to death of the storm, so I just sprinted for like half a mile. Boy, were my legs sore from that...
I brought my bike and got up today and yesterday and rode at sun rise. I didn't have time for a long ride, just about 10 miles the first day and 12 miles today. Most of it was false flats in a headwind! I found out there are actually some small hills on the Cape. It was beautiful to ride along the beach and then I went over to Hyannisport, near the Kennedy compound. Just those little rides, combined with all of the intense learning and role playing has wore me out. Today I did my first role play as a therapist. I feel pretty good about it, too. Tonight I am going out to dinner instead of eating at the conference center and I am going to have a big glass of wine!
I can't wait to go home to my own bed.



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