These Are a Few of my (Least) Favorite Things

Now that I’ve been here almost a month (really, how did that happen so quickly?) I was thinking of a few things that I wish I hadn’t brought with me.

Doxycycline. I really don’t like this stuff. It makes my skin more sensitive to the sun, reduces the effectiveness of my birth control, which although is not a priority out here, I use to keep me regular, and it gives me really scary dreams if I take it anywhere close to bed. It makes me queasy in the morning which is when I take my birth control and vitamin and I don’t come back here during the day. Also, I haven’t seen a single mosquito here.

What I wish I’d brought instead: Ibuprofen. I had to order some online. Meanwhile, for headaches and muscle aches I had to ask around for some pain relievers. I’m usually really good about bringing Vitamin I with me, I just forgot this time.

NoRinse Shampoo. I loved this stuff and the body wash when I was at NTC. However, I really don’t need it out here. I have a shower maybe 20 feet from my room and it’s inside. I think I used this once in traveling here to freshen up, but I could have just as easily taken a full shower.

What I wish I’d brought instead: Some sort of hair mask. It’s dry out here and my hair is falling out like I’m starting chemo. It’s depressing. 

Baby Wipes. Again, not sure where I thought I was going. I haven’t touched these at all. They’re currently living in a bag under my bed. I guess I’ll use them to help clean the dust that accumulates inside my weapons?

What I wish I’d brought instead: Some sort of exfoliating scrub. I don’t like loofahs but my skin was pretty itchy for a while, especially on my feet. 

Mascara. For real. Why on earth did I bring this? I think I wore it twice. I forgot it was on, I rubbed my eyes at some point during the day, probably to get the sweat and sunscreen out of them, and when I got back at night I looked like Raccoon Girl.

What I wish I’d brought instead: Queen Helen’s Mint Julep Mask for deep cleaning beyond my CeraVe daily cleansing formula. 

Failure isn’t an Ending, Unless You Make it One

Running is sometimes an exercise is adaptability and patience. You set a goal, you work towards the goal, and then sometimes, still, your goal eludes you. Life is like that, too so I’ve always felt like running just fit so well with everything else.


First look at my new country

I have a confession to make: I’ve already failed at my run streak.

Why? Lots of reasons: I lost a day traveling across the globe, I haven’t been able to use GPS tracking so I have had no idea how far I was running, and recently, I am not entirely sure of all the rules of where I am and because some areas around me are unsecure, I ultimately chose to fail my running streak last night in order to avoid ending up on the wrong side in culturally inappropriate clothing.

So what now?

Well, I’ve never been one for quitting something after just one go so I’m going to try again. And again and again if necessary.

Other than that, it’s been pretty decent. I’m finally at my base where I should spend most of the year and it’s not too bad. There are many, many worse places I could be so while it’s tempting to be jealous of others nearby who have a better gig, I’m choosing to focus on the good things around me.


My other goal of reading the Bible in a year has been coming along just fine. Before I left the States I bought a Bible that has devotionals for women and also has a year-long reading plan. It’s kind of fun to read the Old Testament as I’m in the Middle East and it gives me something to mull over.


Sorry for the bad picture quality, it was really neat to see in person.

I think one of the most difficult things for me will be the lack of races here (there are none), possible inability of running outside, and just staying motivated for a whole year.


One of the better pictures I took of the city