This past weekend, I completed the United Airlines NYC Half Marathon, a 13.1-mile course running across the Brooklyn Bridge, through the streets of New York, through Times Square and Central Park, finally finishing upright and with both shoes still on. In the 48 hours since crossing the line, I have reflected deeply on the experience and arrived at one inescapable conclusion: It was still better than going to work. Please …

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I started volunteering on Saturday mornings out of a feeling of restlessness. Having been in primary care for several years, I was looking for something new, to break from routine, and to feel like I was doing real good. Which is how I ended up at our medical student-run free clinic, and have been blessed with an opportunity that has grown into a primary passion of mine. We see mostly …

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I knew there was a cost when I chose to become a physician: The long hours, delayed gratification, the strained relationships. I could understand these things as familiar from my lived experiences. I knew there would be a financial burden, and having been raised by two immigrant parents, an electrician and a nurse, I was no stranger to the pressures of financial insecurity. I was fortunate too: my parents did …

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