In the last week of the program, we’re all tired and sick of typing by now, getting multiple snacks every hour, just so we can get up. I try not to use the restroom frequently but I have to stay hydrated. The cubicles have joined together in the final moments we have to get to know each other more. I know I’m snitching on myself, but we have never goofed off as much than any other week. Looking back on the small jokes we’ve made over the weeks, we bust out laughing for minutes on end and then start up again when we look at each other. The other employees, I feel, might be glad when we leave, being so loud the whole day.
The morning are as rough as ever, everyone barely conscious, dragging themselves into the office in an unbothered pace. Angelica, our supervisor, has enough energy to make the city run though, which is unbeknownst to me.
On Tuesday, I took the day off to go hiking with the club from Ballard, at Red River Gorge. As I type this I am still sore all over my body, especially my neck. Whoo! When I tell you I was unprepared, I gravely underestimated the readiness that was needed for this trip. My first mistake was waking up late and not packing a bag the evening before. In conclusion, it was a total of 9 miles and 20,000 steps. We went on the Double Arch Trial and then went to the Natural Bridge due to the spare time and health heads I was with.