The last two years has been the warm up for the final year marathon that I find myself in.
Even though the EdD process is thorough in its application of progress reports throughout the years nothing quite prepares you for the drafting of your thesis.
In my case the marathon seems to have increased its mileage with the inclusion of data from 19 MOOCs, across 76 presentations over a 3 year period. For the last three weeks I’ve been battling through Chapter Four: Data Analysis and Discussion and I’m still writing. A few years ago I went to support my good friend and fellow serial student Carrie-Anne Walton at the London Marathon. After she crossed the finish line she told me that the hardest part was Canary Wharf with its tall buildings filled with reflective glass, dazzling your eyes and permanently disorientating you as you weaved through the streets almost doubling back on yourself to exit that section of the race. Right now I’m in my Canary Wharf.
With only a few weeks to go until my April 10 deadline I’m doing everything I can not to hit The Wall. I keep pushing through by writing different sections of Chapter Four moving between the two research questions to avoid reflective blindness.
I’m not at Green Park yet, but when I do believe me when I say there will be cheers heard from miles around and possibly even a sports massage to relieve the tension building as I type.
I won’t get over the finish line today, but the end remains in sight. Medals at the ready.
But for now I’m still, Doctor in Waiting