Saturday, October 29, 2005

Raising the Bar

It's finally over. The long saga of the past three-plus years is over. On Friday, the results of the bar exam were released by the state bar association. This week took an eternity to grind on by. As Friday approached, my husband became more nervous than a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. When he came home from the exam that day in July, he worried that he'd failed.

The results were to be posted on the web at 5:00 p.m. on Friday. After a long day in meetings, I sat at my desk and waited for the time to tick to that fateful moment. At around 4:15 p.m. or so, I decided to check out the web site, but I'm not really certain what I expected to see. Sure enough, the results were posted early. I clicked on the link, clicked on the last letter of our last name and scrolled through the listing. There he was. He did it. He passed. And I was sure he didn't know yet.

A wave of excitement crashed over me as I dialed his office number. He wasn't at his desk! I was going to track him down no matter what so I called the main number for the firm. The receptionist simply transferred me to his extension, but he was magically transported back to his desk. He didn't know. He hadn't seen. So, it was incredibly special to break the news, to be able to hear the relief and excitement in his voice, and be an audible witness to his experience. I'm so proud. I'm so relieved. This result means that my husband can move forward in his legal career and we can move forward together in life.

In other news, my mother called to say she had already made reservations for the three of us (mom, my sister and me) to go to Paris. It was a done deal. I just have to buy a plane ticket up to New England. My main worry now is how to contend with smokers for an entire week, but Paris should be great!

As far as running goes, despite last week's knee scare, I was able to complete my last peak week at full mileage (50 miles) with a 20-miler on Sunday. Reflecting back now, I'm worried that I didn't work hard enough in training. My recovery from the longs was too easy.

Just as taper begins, I peruse the Chattanooga Track Club's web site only to find out that they've changed the course at Chickamauga due to road construction. Just what a tapering marathoner needs to worry about!

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