The Backup Plan

I should be gone by now.

Six months ago, I was certain that today would be the day I left for the Peace Corps. Today would be the first day of the rest of my life. Today was supposed to be a bittersweet day of excitement, fear and anticipation. Today was going to be the most challenging day of my life, leaving everything behind for the next two years.

I’m still here. After a year of applications, interviews, paperwork, and doctor appointments, I’ve yet to hear anything from the Peace Corps regarding my eventual departure. And each day that passes makes it even more difficult to step away from my life as I begin to formulate my backup plan.

Backup Plan: Graduate School.

It’s not a perfect plan. I face a number of challenges in taking this route. I’ve been so focused on the Peace Corps that I’ve missed the application deadlines. But even if I wouldn’t have missed those deadlines, because I’ve decided I want to study Environmental Engineering, I have at least a year of remedial coursework to complete before I can even be considered for the program. Had I known earlier that I’d want to study engineering, I’d have prepared a little better. Now I’m planning for another year of Physics and Calculus courses.

I just have to keep moving forward. The path I’ve chosen may not be the path of least resistance, but quitting is not an option.

Update: Goal #9) Climb Mount Whitney

At an elevation of 14,505 feet, Mount Whitney is the tallest peak in the contiguous United States. The hike to the summit and back is twenty-two miles with a gain of 6,100 feet. Whitney will be the second mountain I’ve climbed (the first was Mount Saint Helens.) The entry date for my hiking permit is July 17th, and I’ll spend three nights on the mountain.

I’m ready for a big dose of fresh air and nature!

My past experiences in the backcountry have always been short day hikes, but the hectic pace of those adventures made it almost impossible to enjoy the moment. On those trips, it was about getting to the top. Climbing Whitney will be different. And while the summit is the primary objective, the journey to the top will be more of a focus than in the past.

I’ve got four months to prepare, and there are lots of preparations yet to be made. I’ve learned the hard way that being in the backcountry requires proper planning. I damn near died on Half Dome and I’ve slept in the dirt in the middle of bear and rattlesnake country (the stars were beautiful.) Sure, I’ve got some crazy stories to tell from those adventures, but I’d rather enjoy myself and be comfortable. Dying just doesn’t seem like much fun.

Besides, it’s not as if I’d planned on running out of water. And if I’d had a proper backpacking tent instead of a huge “car camping” tent, I wouldn’t have had to sleep on the ground worrying that a rattlesnake was going to slither into my sleeping bag during the middle of the night. No doubt, even with all the preparations, I’m sure to have some stories to tell!

“The Plan” if Things Don’t Go as Planned

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Waiting for a response from the Peace Corps has been a true test of patience.

Any plan I make more than a month in advance is predicated upon the assumption that I might not be able to actually do it. The moment I receive an invitation from the Peace Corps, I have six weeks to get my affairs in order before I’m halfway around the world for more than two years. Making any type of commitment is impossible. But I can’t plan on getting an invitation either.

Is this purgatory?

While I wait (under the assumption that I won’t receive an invitation, but knowing I could) I’m crafting plans. Here’s a partial list of what’s on the agenda thus far:

Run for Your Lives!!! Run For Your Lives is an apocalyptic 5K obstacle race. But you’re not just running against the clock — you’re running from brain-hungry, virus-spreading, bloody zombies. Sounds like fun to me!

Climb Devils Tower My ascent to the top will be via the Durrance Route, one of the 50 “Classic Climbs” in North America.

Climb Montezuma’s Tower My last trip to The Garden of the Gods in Colorado was spent climbing the highest peak in the park. I had a great time, but I still have some unfinished business in The Garden.

Climb Mount Whitney My permit application to summit the highest peak in the Lower 48 has already been submitted.

Climb Half Dome I’ve already climbed Half Dome. It was one of the most difficult and amazing things I’ve ever done. On my first trip, I was completely unprepared for what I was up against. This time, I’m ready! My permit application was submitted yesterday.

Go Rock Climbing in Yosemite There is no place more beautiful than Yosemite. (I’m not sure why I’m telling you this…I’d like to keep it my little secret. I guess the secret’s out!) It also happens to be the best place for rock climbing, possibly on Earth. I’m there!

I think I’m noticing a trend…

Goal #68) Tour the White House

I’d almost forgotten writing to my Congressman requesting a tour of the White House.

After two months of hearing nothing, an email. My tour was scheduled for January 3rd, leaving me a week and a half to prepare. I booked my flight, and called Erin to tell her the good news. We’d have four days in Washington, DC. Just enough time to have a little bit of fun, but not nearly enough time to see everything.

We did what we could with the time we had…

Ford’s Theater, Washington Monument, Lincoln Memorial, Vietnam Memorial, the Smithsonian, the United States Capitol, the National Zoo, the Air and Space Museum, the National Archives, and, of course, the White House.

I did my best to shuffle my feet as slowly as possible while inside.

The tour winds its way through the lower level where you get to peek into the Vermeil Room, the Library, and China Room. The Diplomatic Reception Room was closed during our tour. Then you climb a flight of stairs to the main level, and pass through the East Room, the Green Room, the Blue Room, the Red Room, and the State Dining Room. The President’s living quarters and the Oval Office are off-limits for obvious reasons, and my tweets to President Obama asking him to join me for coffee went unanswered.

I love visiting DC. It reminds me how lucky I am to live in this wonderful country. I think every American should visit at least once in their lifetime.

Check out my photos from my trip to Washington, DC!

Complacency and Fear

We must take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented. ~ Elie Wiesel

Today there was a fox on campus.

By the time I stumbled upon the scene, there was a growing crowd of students all with their iPhones at the ready. Instead of doing anything to chase the wild animal away from the campus, the police were doing all they could to corner the fox with their SUV. It was obvious that the fox was scared and confused. I knew that if someone didn’t do something to help the fox escape, it would be killed on the spot, or by Animal Control once they showed up.

I wasn’t about to let an innocent animal be murdered because it posed a “threat” to humans.

I ran between the SUV and the fox and started yelling at it, clapping my hands and flailing my arms to get it away from the police as quickly as I could. As I’d hoped, the fox took off running. I gave chase, doing my best to keep it moving towards the woods. The police were yelling at me, students were screaming at me to “Just leave it alone!!!” While their hearts were in the right place (I’d have preferred to have left it alone myself), if someone didn’t do something, the fox would be killed.

Behind me I heard someone say, “Get that guy.” It was the police. And while I continued to do all I could to scare the fox into the woods, I wasn’t succeeding. I turned around and faced the cop who was just a few steps behind me at that point. He made some comments about it being “rabid” and that I was “in danger.” I told him that I wasn’t going to let him kill the fox. Then he started threatening me with arrest if I didn’t do as he said.

I stood my ground, refusing to compromise the innocent life I was desperately trying to protect. I was nose to nose with the cop, demanding his name and badge number. I guess he didn’t like his authority to be challenged, and demanded identification. I had none. We exchanged words for a few more minutes, him making idle threats of arrest and me demanding the fox not be killed. “If I wanted to kill the fox, I’d just kill it,” he said. Tough guy with a badge and a gun.

By this point, things weren’t looking good for me, or the fox. I decided that I’d done all I could short of being arrested. Getting arrested wasn’t going to help the fox, or myself. I asked if I was under arrest (after all the threats, who the hell knew what my legal status was at that point) and was told I was not. I turned and walked away. I’d done all I could do.

This situation made me think about how we behave in our daily life. How we just fall into line, and don’t upset the status quo. It’s why we take photos with our iPhones instead of intervening to save a life. We fear authority, even when we know that what we’re doing is right. So long as our lives aren’t the ones being threatened, we remain complacent.

We refuse to challenge social norms for fear of criticism, retaliation, or ostracization. We’re afraid to stand up for what we believe in because we’re afraid to stand alone. It’s easier to swim in a sea of mediocrity. People who fight for what’s right often face pressures to sit down and shut up. Those in charge will do everything they can to maintain power and control. Sometimes, things are just worth fighting for. You have to decide what those things are for you. For me, today, it was for the fox.

Animal Control never did show up. Apparently they were busy. And the fox disappeared back into the woods. Did I save its life? I doubt it. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to let some jerk with a gun kill it without a fight.

Goal #65) Earn my Bachelor Degree

Think for Yourself. Question Authority.

Throughout human history, as our species has faced the frightening, terrorizing fact that we do not know who we are or where we are going in this ocean of chaos, it has been the authorities – the political, the religious, the educational authorities – who attempted to comfort us by giving us order, rules, regulations, informing – forming in our minds – their view of reality. To think for yourself you must question authority and learn how to put yourself in a state of vulnerable open-mindedness, chaotic, confused vulnerability to inform yourself. ~ Timothy Leary

New Year’s Resolution #2 – Minimize My Material Possession

During the last few years, minimalism has gained a lot of popularity. I’ve been on my journey towards living minimally for about three years, first selling most of the 350 DVDs I’d collected over the years. Today I’m shuffling through the last piles of Stuff scattered around the apartment. What I’m left with are the things that only a few months ago, I thought I’d never be able to get rid of. My statue collection, travel guides, musical equipment…the things I love the most.

The problem? They just sit there wasting space, and collecting dust.

Minimalism isn’t about going without. It’s about having exactly everything you need. No more, no less. And while most of my personal belongings could fit into the trunk of my car, I still have far more than I need. Over the next year, I intend to further pare down the things I own to the point where I have only what I need.

And by “need” I don’t mean “need to survive.” I need a snowboard if I want to snowboard, and I need a rope to rock climb. As I eliminate items that no longer give value to my life, I intend to acquire more things that will create value. That is what minimalism means to me. It’s not about owning a certain number of items, or going without something you really want just because you don’t need it.

Over the next year, anything that doesn’t provide real value will be dealt with accordingly. By next January, everything I own will have a purpose.

The Most Important Year of My Life

Rare are the moments when what happens next will influence the rest of your life.

But that’s exactly where my life is today. It’s both exciting, and frightening. After years of being in the classroom, I finally graduated last week. I guess that means I’m a scientist. (Weird.) And now that I’m a scientist, at least in my education, it’s time to change the world. How, exactly, I go about doing that is yet to be determined.

Even though I’ve graduated, I’m enrolled in classes for Spring semester. I haven’t had much luck (any luck) finding a job (any job.) Instead of hanging around the apartment feeling sorry for myself, I’m going to use that time to further my education. There were some classes that I didn’t have an opportunity to take before graduation, and now that I have the time, it’d be a waste not to use it to my benefit.

Enrolling in classes isn’t without problems. If I receive an invitation to serve in the Peace Corps, I may have to drop out of school as early as April. But that’s only if I receive an invitation, and my departure date isn’t delayed for any reason. I’ve heard horror stories about that. At this point, I still have to submit what I hope will be the last of my medical information, which I expect will be mailed out within a couple of weeks. I still have one appointment before the paperwork is complete.

For a while I questioned whether the Peace Corps was the right choice for me at this point in my life. I think it is. An opportunity like this rarely presents itself…I’d be a fool to turn it down. And after writing a research paper about the connection between poverty and the environment in Tanzania, I feel like I have a better understanding of the types of issues I might be dealing with during my time in Africa. Knowledge is power! And now that I know more about the problems, I feel empowered to do my part to help. I might not be able to save the world, but I can help dig a well, or build a school.

Two years is a long time, and I know it’ll put a strain on my relationship with Erin. How could it not? Long distance relationships are notorious for problems. As much as I’d like to think our relationship is strong enough to weather the time apart, I don’t take it for granted that we’re not immune from the same problems other couples face. That said, I really think that if anyone can do it, we can.

In the meantime, until I hear something from the Peace Corps, I’ll continue looking for work. My job search will be limited to jobs that I wouldn’t have any issue quitting at the drop of a hat. It’d be a lot more difficult to quit a job I went to school for, and those are the kinds of bridges I’m not willing to burn, even for the Peace Corps.

And if none of the above works out, I’ll begin applying for graduate school. My school of choice is the University of Denver where I’d study Environmental Science, and specialize in Environmental Health. If I can get in. This would knock out Goal #63) Attend college in another state.

What’s all of this mean for my goals over the next year? A lot. If I’m not living in Africa in a few months, 2012 will be the year of climbing. If I am living in Africa, 2012 will be the year of climbing. Next year I’d like to climb Mount Whitney, Devil’s Tower, Kilimanjaro, and Ancient Art. I’d like to spend some time in Yosemite this summer…climbing.

I thought I’d get to hike to the bottom of the Grand Canyon last July, but it didn’t work out. This year I’ll get my permit application submitted earlier than two weeks in advance. I’d also like to visit the last few states of America, and finally visit all 50. Alaska will be the most difficult, but who knows…it could happen. Anything is possible.

Are you looking forward to what the future has in store for you?

New Year’s Resolution #1 – Minimize My Facebook Time

I’m not a fan of New Year’s resolutions. I think they’re pointless. Each year people take an inward look at themselves, pick out the things they hate the most, and promise to do better next year. We all know what happens next…most people fail to change anything.

Why?

Because they don’t actually want to change. If someone really wanted to change, they wouldn’t wait until New Year’s Eve to decide to fix what’s broken. If they weren’t concerned about “the issue” prior to New Year’s Eve, they’re not going to be concerned about it for too long after.

Despite all this, I’ve decided that I’ll be making at least one resolution this year.

I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. I find it to be a valuable tool that allows me to keep in touch with friends, stay current with the news, and be in the know with all kinds of things. If it wasn’t for Facebook, I wouldn’t have met Marilyn Manson. The problem is that I waste a ton of time. Being so connected means I’m constantly being pulled in different directions, engaging in conversations (read: arguments) with complete strangers about politics, the environment, religion, etc.

I’ve found that being so connected has turned me into a bit of an asshole (some might say a lot of an asshole.)

By nature I’m a sarcastic person, and Facebook has given me a direct avenue to be a smartass (usually in a good-natured way, though it doesn’t always come across as such.) And for people who don’t know me well, my sarcasm isn’t appreciated. I’ve been unfriended on numerous occasions for a variety of reasons. I know I shouldn’t let such things bother me, but they do. I’m not a mean person in “real life,” but I am on Facebook.

In an effort to change all of this, as well as free up time that could be put to better use elsewhere, I’m resolving to reduce the time I spend on Facebook to one hour a day. While that might not seem like a big deal to some people (and to others it might sound insane), it’s going to be a challenge. Instead of logging on to see what people are doing, my time on Facebook will need to be productive. Say and do what’s important, and log off.

In order to keep me honest, I’ve installed a program (FB Limiter Pro, $14.99) that will automatically block Facebook after an hour of use. I don’t want to have to track my time, and I know that I won’t always have the willpower to shut shit down on time. This is the easiest solution.

I know I’m not the only person who wants to spend less time on Facebook…I mean, really, what’s so damn important? (Nothing.) Will you join me in this “revolution?” Just think of what you’d be able to do with all the extra time!

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