I was planning on running this morning, but it was cold. Many things don't happen because I am cold. Such as: getting out of bed, cleaning my room and moving (in general).
It warmed up a little later today, so I went straight from AK's Coffee where I was doing my homework to the park to go for a run. I suppose since I thought I was going to run this morning, I had myself convinced that I was wearing proper running attire. Here was my problem: I realized about a mile into my run that I wasn't wearing my running shoes--I was wearing these. Solomons were made to hike in, not go running. FYI, running in anything but running shoes is like riding a scooter to school vs. driving. It's much less comfortable and a lot slower.
I had a choice--I could suck it up, or I could stop and walk shamefully back to my car. I'm hard core. I ran in hiking shoes today. ;)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
lost
I realized today that I never really mentioned the half-marathon last year on my blog while I was training. Only here, the day that I announced I was doing it. After that, the subject disappears from my blog; one might think it never even happened.
The reason I think this is so weird is because of how consuming training can be...how is it that I had enough other things going on at the same time as training that I barely even mentioned it? I guess this is me, making up for it.
After running last year's race, I had a little problem.
Obviously when you are running, you don't carry a cell phone with you. So after crossing the finish line, recovering for a minute and eating a banana or two, I realized I may never find my family in the sea of 20,000 people around me.
Big problem.
I was sweaty and gross, so asking a spectator to borrow their cell phone was a little embarrassing, but I got it over with and figured out where my family was waiting for me. Or so I thought. I went to the spot I thought they were, waited a few minutes. Still no family. After repeating the process of asking innocent people if a really sweaty girl could borrow their phone, I FINALLY found them. Keep in mind I had just run 13.1 miles so my legs felt a little like jelly.
This year, we're planning ahead.
The reason I think this is so weird is because of how consuming training can be...how is it that I had enough other things going on at the same time as training that I barely even mentioned it? I guess this is me, making up for it.
After running last year's race, I had a little problem.
Obviously when you are running, you don't carry a cell phone with you. So after crossing the finish line, recovering for a minute and eating a banana or two, I realized I may never find my family in the sea of 20,000 people around me.
Big problem.
I was sweaty and gross, so asking a spectator to borrow their cell phone was a little embarrassing, but I got it over with and figured out where my family was waiting for me. Or so I thought. I went to the spot I thought they were, waited a few minutes. Still no family. After repeating the process of asking innocent people if a really sweaty girl could borrow their phone, I FINALLY found them. Keep in mind I had just run 13.1 miles so my legs felt a little like jelly.
This year, we're planning ahead.
Friday, January 22, 2010
got it!
My life isn't always that interesting. Actually, it's pretty mediocre most of the time--not that I'm complaining! I promised I would be a consistent blogger this year, but then I asked myself: what am I going to blog about all the time??!!!
Well...ummmm....uhhhh....??
Ok, I've got it. Last year I trained for the Nashville Country Music Half-Marathon. 13.1 miles. And I did it. But it wasn't the actual marathon that was so interesting--it was the training. You learn so many little things about yourself when you train for something like a marathon.
This is what I'm going to do--document my training for the Nashville half this year. The race is April 24th.
My mission: 13.1 miles
Time frame: 13.1 weeks
This may not sound too exciting right now, but I promise to share all of the nitty gritty--the highs, the lows, the weird things and the brick walls...and much more I'm sure I will discover and share with you.
Keep your eyes out for my friend Jamie, she's running it with me!
Well...ummmm....uhhhh....??
Ok, I've got it. Last year I trained for the Nashville Country Music Half-Marathon. 13.1 miles. And I did it. But it wasn't the actual marathon that was so interesting--it was the training. You learn so many little things about yourself when you train for something like a marathon.
This is what I'm going to do--document my training for the Nashville half this year. The race is April 24th.
My mission: 13.1 miles
Time frame: 13.1 weeks
This may not sound too exciting right now, but I promise to share all of the nitty gritty--the highs, the lows, the weird things and the brick walls...and much more I'm sure I will discover and share with you.
Keep your eyes out for my friend Jamie, she's running it with me!
Friday, January 8, 2010
2010--the year of blogging?
I haven't been too consistent in blogging over the last 6 months. And when a lot of my friends have such witty and interesting blogs, it's been a lot more fun for me to just read theirs rather than update my own. I've had school and YoungLife...and...and...ok, enough excuses.
But it's 2010 and I'm BACK!
Right now, here is the run-down of my life--
--Christmas break is over, but I'm getting a bit of an extended break thanks to snow!
--I didn't apply for a single internship in 2009...my new years resolution, perhaps?
--Speaking of internship, I have no idea where I'll be next summer and beyond. Kind of exciting, kind of scary.
--My school schedule isn't looking like the joke of a last semester I've always imagined...more like 15 hours of legit, 4000 level classes.
--I'm training for the Country Music Half Marathon in Nashville, the same one I did last year. Hopefully my dear friend Jamie will be joining me! Hopefully I will be joining me. I realize my last sentence made no sense at all, (welcome to my world) but what I meant was that I hope I follow through and do this thing.
I'm not going to go crazy over the details, this semester is all about enjoying Auburn and being with my friends. Seniors '10!!
But it's 2010 and I'm BACK!
Right now, here is the run-down of my life--
--Christmas break is over, but I'm getting a bit of an extended break thanks to snow!
--I didn't apply for a single internship in 2009...my new years resolution, perhaps?
--Speaking of internship, I have no idea where I'll be next summer and beyond. Kind of exciting, kind of scary.
--My school schedule isn't looking like the joke of a last semester I've always imagined...more like 15 hours of legit, 4000 level classes.
--I'm training for the Country Music Half Marathon in Nashville, the same one I did last year. Hopefully my dear friend Jamie will be joining me! Hopefully I will be joining me. I realize my last sentence made no sense at all, (welcome to my world) but what I meant was that I hope I follow through and do this thing.
I'm not going to go crazy over the details, this semester is all about enjoying Auburn and being with my friends. Seniors '10!!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
my new interests...according to facebook
talking about myself, listening to the trendy music (and telling everyone I've always hated it when it becomes uncool), wearing nike shorts year round...with leggings and uggs in the wintertime (sometimes I forget the shorts and just wear leggings), practicing my dance moves to NICKELBACK songs...they sure are talented!, saying the word "hella" in front of all adjectives, mumbling incoherently, wishing michael jordan still played BASEBALL (he wasn't that great of a basketball player), quoting movies i've never seen, bar hopping (not actually going in to bars, but literally HOPPING on one foot to and from bars), bringing my own boom-box to a public pool and listening to my nickelback cd loudly while I suntan...I just can't stand what they play on the radio!, purposefully not eating anything before I give blood so I can faint later in front of a lot of people (I need the attention), and i just LOVE that new song by old crow medicine show--wagonwheel, drop-kicking snickers bars on campus at night
if you can't sense the sarcasm, my life is one big fail.
if you can't sense the sarcasm, my life is one big fail.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
i am
scared.
this is why
"If some permanent members of the UNSC wish to put sanctions first before dialogue, we would respond with bolstering our nuclear deterrence first before we meet them in a dialogue," according to KCNA.
this is why
"If some permanent members of the UNSC wish to put sanctions first before dialogue, we would respond with bolstering our nuclear deterrence first before we meet them in a dialogue," according to KCNA.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
no shortage of wild-life tees in Maine, USA
July has flown by. Seriously. Although there are many topics worth mentioning, I'm choosing to blog about wolf t-shirts. You heard me. During my time in Maine this month, I couldn't help but notice the plethora of wildlife t-shirts in almost every store. I think I even caught some people trying to sneak a few "wise indian sitting on a horse" or "majestic eagle" tee's into J. Crew...This might be old news, but my sis told me about the wolf t-shirt section of amazon.com and I found it amazing.
The t-shirt in itself is noteworthy (by the way, the name of the shirt is "mountain men's three wolf moon tee"), but the reviews left by obviously satisfied customers is what tears me to pieces.
For Example: B. Govern said
"This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him.
I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.
Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark."
Woah. That's no amateur review; this guy knows his wolf t-shirts. I could go through it sentence by sentence and break it down, but I don't want to take away from any of its brilliance. That's just the first review on the site, there's a lot more where that came from.
After skimming youtube for 1.5 seconds, I found a local TV station's take on the shirt.
I love how they have the part about some McDonald's worker throwing hot oil all over a robber's face right before they talk about the shirt. Bet that guy owns a wolf tee. And I bet he was wearing it under his Mickey D's uniform. Or maybe he's the one who said he was getting it tattooed onto his chest. Huh. Smart move, dude, looks like that investment paid off. One of the first things I thought when they actually got to the wolf-tee topic was, "No, I'm not allergic to 'awesome', so I guess that means I can keep watching." Thank God.
Oh and don't worry tiger fans, there's a shirt for you too.
The t-shirt in itself is noteworthy (by the way, the name of the shirt is "mountain men's three wolf moon tee"), but the reviews left by obviously satisfied customers is what tears me to pieces.
For Example: B. Govern said
"This item has wolves on it which makes it intrinsically sweet and worth 5 stars by itself, but once I tried it on, that's when the magic happened. After checking to ensure that the shirt would properly cover my girth, I walked from my trailer to Wal-mart with the shirt on and was immediately approached by women. The women knew from the wolves on my shirt that I, like a wolf, am a mysterious loner who knows how to 'howl at the moon' from time to time (if you catch my drift!). The women that approached me wanted to know if I would be their boyfriend and/or give them money for something they called mehth. I told them no, because they didn't have enough teeth, and frankly a man with a wolf-shirt shouldn't settle for the first thing that comes to him.
I arrived at Wal-mart, mounted my courtesy-scooter (walking is such a drag!) sitting side saddle so that my wolves would show. While I was browsing tube socks, I could hear aroused asthmatic breathing behind me. I turned around to see a slightly sweaty dream in sweatpants and flip-flops standing there. She told me she liked the wolves on my shirt, I told her I wanted to howl at her moon. She offered me a swig from her mountain dew, and I drove my scooter, with her shuffling along side out the door and into the rest of our lives. Thank you wolf shirt.
Pros: Fits my girthy frame, has wolves on it, attracts women
Cons: Only 3 wolves (could probably use a few more on the 'guns'), cannot see wolves when sitting with arms crossed, wolves would have been better if they glowed in the dark."
Woah. That's no amateur review; this guy knows his wolf t-shirts. I could go through it sentence by sentence and break it down, but I don't want to take away from any of its brilliance. That's just the first review on the site, there's a lot more where that came from.
After skimming youtube for 1.5 seconds, I found a local TV station's take on the shirt.
I love how they have the part about some McDonald's worker throwing hot oil all over a robber's face right before they talk about the shirt. Bet that guy owns a wolf tee. And I bet he was wearing it under his Mickey D's uniform. Or maybe he's the one who said he was getting it tattooed onto his chest. Huh. Smart move, dude, looks like that investment paid off. One of the first things I thought when they actually got to the wolf-tee topic was, "No, I'm not allergic to 'awesome', so I guess that means I can keep watching." Thank God.
Oh and don't worry tiger fans, there's a shirt for you too.
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