May 14

A short note: today, after enjoying some alone time, I think back to around 2009 or 2010 when, under similar circumstances, I wrote a note "a promise to myself." I can't seem to find it anymore. The essence was:

Jeffrey Moran is an animal. A beast. He doesn't take "no" for an answer. He goes for what he wants. He sticks up for the little guy. I promise to honor that man. To be true to him and to allow him to flourish. From now until the end of time.

This summer may be my only chance. Let me charge straight at what my heart and soul truly desire: to use swimmers to make it so more people have drinking water, more people get cures for diseases, more people can breathe easier. To train the next generation of scientists, whether that be Shrishti or Shirin or Sajad or whoever. Let me push myself to be the best version of this Jeffrey I can possibly be. Get up at 6 every morning. Let Nathan inspire you and keep him on his toes at the same time. Let Phil propel you forward. Let Dwight hold your feet to the fire. This is my time. This is my summer.