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I have had nine interviews since October, and still no acceptances. Each day for me consists of non-stop, frantic "will I get in?" thoughts, but I have found that there are two places where I find some freedom. First...the kitchen. As a weight training junkie I am extremely meticulous when it comes to planning and preparing my meals each day (I have countless spreadsheet files that attest to this). While cooking, all thoughts of medical school are banished. Then there are the 45 minutes I spend four times a week on a lifecycle. It's difficult to worry about med school when you're wondering where you'll find the strength for your next breath, or how much longer you can go before your heart detonates. Similarly, it's extremely difficult to concentrate on the admissions process when your struggling to keep an olympic bar with three plates on each side from crushing your windpipe on the bench (even if the plates are only five pounds each).
So that's what I look forward to each day...the kitchen and the gym. Short intervals of repreive in this process of endless self-consumption. How do you distract yourself?
So that's what I look forward to each day...the kitchen and the gym. Short intervals of repreive in this process of endless self-consumption. How do you distract yourself?