My life… in a nutshell

20 Sep

Ok,  so I haven’t exactly been the best blogger in the world.  I know, I know… I haven’t posted since the 18th century and I don’t upload photos and all my family and friends check this thing every day dying for some news about me and get a big fat load of nothing.  Well, perhaps I’m embelishing the truth but I do feel some guilt about my inablility to handle posting a random update once a week.  I’m working on it.  In the meantime, I have some pretty good excuses.  Here are just a few:

1) Marathon Training.  As some of you may know, I’m training for my third marathon in LA this October.  Now for the vast majority of you who have yet to attempt running 26.2 miles without stopping, let me explain something.  In order to run a marathon, you have to run a lot.  And I mean a LOT.  If you want to run a good marathon (and who doesn’t), you also have to do other things like ab workouts, lifting wheights, and cross training.  In other words, marathon training is incredibly time consuming.  We’re talking a solid 2-3 hours every day, and that doesn’t include showers.  Lately I’ve been taking 2-3 showers a day, one after I hit up the gym in the morning and one after I run at night.  It’s crazy.

2) My killer commute.  A while back, I started classes at La Universidad Iberoamericana, a private school on the outskirts of town.  The university itself is a whole other post, but when I say outskirts, I mean it.  As they say here, hasta la chingada baby.  My commute itself starts every morning when I walk up the street to the subway, usually a good 10-15 minute walk depending on how I’m booking it.  Then I hop on the subway, or rather, push myself into the doors and hold my breath, squeezed between hundreds of women and sweating like a pig.  After a few stops, it clears up a bit, and I sometimes even manage a seat.  When we reach the last stop, Observatorio, I wait at the end of a very long line to board a very crappy, very tiny bus, and then we proceed to jolt, bump, and bounce our way through the ghetto and over about 100 speed humps in a roaring ancient machine with no suspension.  Basically, it sucks, and the whole thing takes anywhere from an hour to two hours, depending on traffic.  I average an hour 15, which in total makes for about 2.5 hours of my day, every day.

3)  I have to study!  After two years out of school and living large on tropical islands in Thailand, I have suddenly been slammed back into academia.  Only this time, it’s all in Spanish- a language I’ve only studied formally for 4 semesters back in college.  I’m taking four courses that all include a pretty hefty amount of reading, researching, and studying, and I guess you could say I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed.  Sometimes I think I have completely forgotten how one actually goes about studying, especially when it comes time to do some heavy-hitting theoretical reading in my non-native language.  But I’m working on it.

4) D.F.  Finally, I blame el DF, this crazy urban jungle that I call home.  The world’s second largest city, possibly the most polluted, currently the world’s most dangerous country… you name it, we’ve got it here.  The homeless, the destitute, the drug addicts, the drag queens, the executives, we all coexist in a bizarre, extremely divided society.  It has been a bit overwhelming adjusting to daily life here and I guess you could ay I’ve gotten caught up in the gritty streets, the seedy cantinas, and the crowded metro.

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2 Responses to “My life… in a nutshell”

  1. dad October 6, 2008 at 2:24 pm #

    hi laura! Great snapshots of your life as a mexican. Keep up the god work. love, dad

  2. Vic November 11, 2008 at 11:15 pm #

    Nice. I actually met my wife, a gringa from Oregon while working at a not very interesting job in Mexico City and attending college at the always-presumptuous Ibero. It’s funny what you describe above, it’s exactly how I used to see my wife while she was living there. I think it was 1999 (wow, almost 10 years ago) when she went there to complete an internship at the company I was working for (lucky me 🙂 and used to think… mmm… this girl is the most natural girl I’ve ever met. Natural in a way that she was everything that I was not used to. She was not snooby like the people I used to interact with everyday, she laughed like a kid every time I said something funny, she had no inhibitions and more importantly, she really did not really care about what the rest would think about her. Anyway. enjoy your time there, it’s a really good place to be at. Cheers. (I, of course, am a Chilango at heart. Home will always be home).

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