On change (or the lack thereof)

There’s a level of pain and anguish that is necessary for profound change. You don’t give up smoking after a pack a day for fifteen years because of a television commercial. You don’t begin a movement journey after a decade of couch-based deconditioning because of a post on social media. A relative low in order to get the shock to change.

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On the clinical grind (or the cost of earned knowledge)

The glamour of last week, the beginning of clinical rotations, has worn off. Now, the fatigue settles in and I’ve already found myself wishing for no-show patients. I only need to see one or two patients in a morning, not the primary care marathon of a patient every fifteen minutes for the entire day, every day of the week.

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