As I mentioned last time, this is the anxious phase for me: if I match, then the excitement will build. My plan last night was to play video games and watch TV till about 2 am so my body would sleep till 10:30 am. So I wouldn't have to nervously pace for too long before the NRMP emails went out. So I wouldn't have to look like this:
Back to the bridge: my phone decides to play "I got a feelin'" by the Black Eyed Peas, from their album The END (Energy never dies)
It's an oddly calm day on the bridge. It's also snowing pretty heavily given that it's mid/late March. It was like a scene out of a movie. And, out of nowhere, a large gust of wind hits me and swirls around. At this point I thought to myself "hmm, maybe this is a sign."
So I pull out my phone and there it was: a new email. In the little preview line you get with the notification I see this:
Subject: Did I match?
Body: Congratulations! You have mat...
It's 12:01 pm and all I want to do is a happy dance on the bridge. Unfortunately it's icy and I'll probably break my neck if I tried. So I settle for a "YES" with a windmill of my arms and ended up in the following Rocky pose:
Friday can't come soon enough. I could end up here or, literally, on the other side of the continent.
4 days to go.
I predict there will be two more posts: the moments before the match - blogged "live" from Dunlop. And then a blog of the aftermath / the epilogue.
PS who is the first person I see in suite 100 as I get in? Helene of course. It was epic.