Grinding Gears

7:05 am, my eyes open, a broken thought runs through my head. Did the professor say we were suppose to meet earlier this week? I run to look at the schedule to see class started at 7:30 today, an hour early! Oh crap! Grab my baseball cap, my books, and shoes, as I hit the road. Thinking, please, please, it's election day, let the traffic be light today!

Sure enough, the traffic was light, and I knew I had to keep moving, as I shifted the gears up and down, making my way to class. Normally I wouldn't sweat being a few minutes late, but in our program, the door shuts at the start of class, and doesn't open till the end. One missed class is like missing a weeks worth of content.

The program so far, feels a lot like my trip into school today. The classes are very fast paced and the instructors are not going to wait for anyone to catch up. This seems very apparent as I see my class shrink weekly.

I must say though, that I welcome the daily challenges, grinding a few gears here and there, but passing through this thick blended medical concoction.