Keeping Pace

Keeping Pace

Archives for November 6, 2007

Mind Travel

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From my hotel room window it was evident that the sun was already retiring for the day. It’s been a series of long days. Tomorrow will be the worst day of all (starting at 0730 EST and retiring at 2300 PST). There was no doubt in my mind; I *had* to get my run in today. I quickly changed, strapped Garminia to my left wrist, and was out the door.

In the front of the hotel a chilly breeze sent a chill up my spine. I pulled my long-sleeve shirt from my waist and put it on. Then I walked toward the street to check out the streets. Everywhere I looked the sidewalk was packed with people. The streets were busy too. I imagined myself having to dodge in and out trying to get in the planned 5 mile run.

I stepped back and gave it some thought. That was when I spotted Adele. She was waiting for the DC After Dark Tour Bus. It sounded like a great way to see some of what we’ve been missing – anything would be more than I’ve seen during this trip. While I thought my run would remedy some of that, it wasn’t looking good.

Then, as Adele and I were talking, I saw a runner coming up the driveway. I excused myself and ran to tap him on the shoulder. I asked him how his run was and proceeded to tell me that he’d headed up the road to a park. The park was small (about 1/4 mile around) and he was dodging people the entire time. He was clearly frustrated. That’s when I knew that the treadmill was my best bet.

I stepped back and gave it some thought. That was when I spotted Adele. She was waiting for the DC After Dark Tour Bus. It sounded like a great way to see some of what we’ve been missing – anything would be more than I’ve seen during this trip. While I thought my run would remedy some of that, it wasn’t looking good.

Then, as Adele and I were talking, I saw a runner coming up the driveway. I excused myself and ran to tap him on the shoulder. I asked him how his run was and proceded to tell me that he’d headed up the road to a park. The park was small (about 1/4 mile around) and he was dodging people the entire time. He was clearly frustrated. That’s when I knew that the treadmill was my best bet.

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The blood-sucking mosquito

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While riding beside Miss Sophie, my (soon to be 3-years-old) niece, I kept busy with a newly acquired Happy Meal Toy. The little plastic replica of Mooseblood, the funny mosquito in Pixar’s newest movie, had a job to do.

“What does he say?”
“I am a blood-sucking mosquito!”

I regretted it as soon as the words left my mouth. It *was* what Mooseblood had said when he was called to represent the cow (as a lawyer) at the end of the Bee Movie. Still, I wondered whether Lil’ Sis was cringing, because you *know* that something like this will be repeated over and over and over. I tried to distract her from the words by making sucking sounds (more smoochy kiss sounds) and held Mooseblood’s bent stinger to her leg. She loved it.

“Suck me again,” she demanded.
Great, I though, I just made it worse.

Mooseblood faked a tummy ache, but Miss Sophie wasn’t having anything of it. So the blood-sucking mosquito kept busy the whole 2-hour drive.

Now, 3 days later, I am assigned the “blood-sucking lawyer” role in a Crisis Management role-play exercise. Ugh, the lawyer – why me? Our group was segregated to the 6th floor to discuss the Case.

Equipped with a member assignments from Regulatory Affairs, Marketing, Clinical Development, and Legal Affairs, the group reviewed the various papers that we were given about the Case. Of course the incomplete information led to more questions than answers.

To add to my discomfort, my assignment as the Legal Affairs representative was to stand behind my conviction that the pretend drug’s labeling (package insert) was “as good as it can get.” That was what the paper said that I was to do. It was easy to stick to it as I didn’t have any legal background to present any other alternative.

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