In the next post of this series on advise to first year graduate students, I wanted to discuss finding a good advisor. Now many students entering grad school have already selected an advisor, but I think it is still worthwhile to discuss what a good advisor looks like, what an okay advisor looks like, and… Continue reading Now That’s What I Call Grad School Advice – Finding a Good Advisor
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Boy Did I Find Out – Reflections on Summer 2022
When I started the year, I flippantly stated that I wanted to fuck around and find out. To live fearlessly and accept the consequences. To try new things and be unafraid to look foolish. To grab life by the nips and twist. Well, God decided I really was meant to find out. Lord did I… Continue reading Boy Did I Find Out – Reflections on Summer 2022
Now That’s What I Call Grad School Advice– Building a Support Network
The arrival of August and Leo season means that the new academic year is just around the corner. I’ve been seeing a lot of advice for first year grad students, and as a now fourth year grad student (my only qualification tbh), I would like to try to pass on advice I wish I received… Continue reading Now That’s What I Call Grad School Advice– Building a Support Network
Hardrock Year 2
In my one self-approved break this summer, I opted to volunteer for the Hardrock 100 again this year. The Hardrock 100 is a 100 mile footrace in the San Juan Mountains. Its lottery process for entry is notoriously difficult, potentially even more difficult than the race itself, which features 66,000 feet of elevation change over… Continue reading Hardrock Year 2
4 Ways That Running A 50 Miler Was A Lot Like Writing My Masters Thesis
When I tell other graduate students I like to run ultramarathons, they ask why I would ever do something so long and pointless. Irony aside, instead of writing a traditional race report, I had a fun time thinking about how running the Dirty German 50 Miler this past weekend was similar to my experience writing… Continue reading 4 Ways That Running A 50 Miler Was A Lot Like Writing My Masters Thesis