Warning: Drama Queen

While my last 5K was about being happy and rainbows and unicorns, the race I ran this morning was a little more serious. I knew that I wasn’t going to have a great finishing time a couple of weeks ago, but I really really really wanted to PR today. I KNEW that this was my race. I could feel it.

My sixth race PR sense is clearly a little unreliable because I definitely did not PR. In fact I ran the exact same time to the second as I ran the Cupid’s Crawl 5K a whole year ago. After running consistently for an ENTIRE year, and switching to a flatter course I am in the exact same place. I’m just having a little trouble wrapping my mind around that.

Anyways, I came off the course frustrated and my friend Michelle was bubbling over with excitement because she had taken a whopping 5 minutes off of her last time. I was being a drama queen. Instead of being the supportive friend that I should have been, I snapped at her. So now I (obviously) feel even worse. Not only am I a bad runner. I’m a bad friend too.

Point being: It’s only running. It’s just something that I do for fun; not anything to get all bent out of shape over. But I am disappointed in myself, and I do need to put in work if I want to improve.

***Also, I was being such a brat about the whole thing that I did not even take a single picture, which makes me even more upset.***

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You Mean I Need to Run???

The rooms asked me to go out for lunch this morning (and when I say morning I really mean afternoon because I can sleep until ungodly hours). She instructed me to get dressed, “but nothing fancy… like don’t wear jeans.” And that ladies and gentlemen is how I know we were meant to be friends. Not only does she tolerate my insistence on wearing workout apparel in my daily life. She actually ENCOURAGES it!

My workouts have been pretty amazing lately. I think I have developed a full blown addiction to group fitness. On Monday I actually went to THREE different classes, and I lifted weights. I can see changes in my body, and I feel stronger. The problem is that with my dedication to group fitness, the time I have spent running has majorly decreased. That would be okay, except I have a half marathon to knock out in a month and I would like to not die on the race course.

I’m not going to beat myself up, because ultimately I know that having a stronger core, and legs will enable me to become a better runner. But I do realize that if I want to achieve my running goals I may actually need run (duh), so adjusting my focus is on order.

 

Food Rules: An Eater’s Manual

I first came across Michael Pollan when he appeared on Oprah to talk about the documentary Food Inc. He was a consultant and narrator for the film. Once Oprah was over I found the documentary on Netflix and spent an unprecedented amount of time engrossed in my television.

Although I am vegetarian, (and he is not) a lot of the points made by Pollan resonated with me. (There was a lot of head nodding involved). I was pleasantly surprised when I happened across his latest (I believe) book Food Rules: An Eaters Manual. It contains sixty four “rules” designed to act as filters for the overly processed food products that Americans have come to rely on so heavily.

Here are some of my favorite rules:

  • Avoid foods that are pretending to be something they are not. (Example: artificial sweeteners, or margarine)
  • Don’t ingest foods made in places where everyone is required to wear a surgical cap.
  • Don’t eat breakfast cereals that change the color of the milk. (These cereals are full of refined carbs and additives)
  • Eat more like the French. Or the Japanese. Or the Italians. Or the Greeks. (Just not like Americans)
  • Spend as much time enjoying the meal as it took to prepare it.
  • Don’t get your fuel from the same place your car does.
  • Cook.

 

Guilt and Cheap Wine

Yes, it is a Friday night and I’m at home with my blog. I’m too school for cool; you don’t have to tell me. I’m sure that my tendency to spend weekends in my sweats rather than heels has nothing to do with why I spent Valentine’s Day alone.

I actually intended to be fast asleep by now, but whatever. I spent the better part of my evening stressing out about whether I should have a glass of wine tonight or not. I cracked, bought some cheap wine, and was feeling guilty. Just to exacerbate my irritation with myself  for having no sense of discipline I looked up the calorie count online

Oh 122 whopping calories, definitely worth hours of self loathing- NOT!

 

Thankful Things Thursday

Two of the bloggers that I stalk incessantly do this thing every week called “Thankful Things Thursday” it’s pretty self explanatory. I always love their posts, but have yet to partake in the action. This week I have been overwhelmed with gratitude. Maybe it’s from extra endorphines, maybe it’s because my anxiety level has dropped since I purged my diet of coffee and soda, maybe I am just an a-hole who doesn’t take the time to realize all of the blessings that are right in front of me!

Anyways, this week I am diving in head first. Here is what I’m thankful for:

  • Group Fitness Instructors who push me harder than I push myself
  • Supportive Friends who not only understand, but appreciate what a nut I am.
  • Puppy Kisses, really they are the best!
  • Races, what could be more fun than running with a big group of people.
  • Naps, I don’t think I would be surviving this semester if wasn’t for these great little nuggets in the middle of my afternoons.
  • Sore abs, chest, butt, and legs because that’s how I know I’m getting stronger.
  • My first black toenail, it makes me feel like a real runner!

And that barely scratches the surface! I thought that spending Valentine’s Day single would be depressing, but honestly I could care less. I am so in love with my life right now that I could not hope for anything else. When the right time comes it will happen, and I have zero desire to rush that time. I am just so so so happy!

Cupid’s Crawl 5k 2012

I ran a 5k this morning! Not just any old 5k, for FOUR of my friends it was their very first race ever, which made the whole event really exciting!

Lindsey, Megan, Rebekah, and Katie

I knew that this was not going to be a great race for me for a variety of reasons excuses that are totally irrelevant, so I made a different list of goals today:

  • No matter what just keep running- DO NOT WALK!
  • Maintain a positive attitude.
  • Thank every volunteer.
  • Be as encouraging as possible to my friends!
  • (Hopefully beat my time last year.)
All of us stood together as we waited to cross the start line, but as soon as the race began we broke up into groups. Katie and Sarah were power walking divas, Michelle took off like a shot, Rebekah and Megan disappeared (sneaky AND fast). I ran the first half of the race with Lindsey.

I may have briefly mentioned the massive hills in this race when I ran it before (that’s a joke. I was a total baby about the hills), and the course did not get any flatter over the last 365 days. My legs were burning (in an AWESOME way)!

I ended up seeing those power walkers at the turn around and I gave a big two arm cheer for them! That may have been my favorite part of the whole race. The people around me thought I was nuts, but the goal was positivity! (Is that not a real word? I definitely think it is, but the red squiggle line disagrees).

After I finished I walked back and ran in the four of my girls who ended up behind me. Katie called me her personal cheerleader, which was sweet.

Then, like the sorority girls we are we had to partake in a photo session!

I don't know how Sarah got cut out of the second pic, but she finished people I promise!

From left to right in the first picture: Michelle, Me, Lindsey, Sarah, Katie, Rebekah, Megan.

My form is so stellar! I don't know why I don't have faster times???

Anyways, it made for a fun Saturday morning. I feel satisfied that I accomplished all of my goals, except for beating my time last year, and honestly that one was the least important.

 

She’s ALIVVVVE

OMG Hi guys!

I know that you all were worried and thought that something really tragic had happened. Please allow me to alleviate your anxiety. I am alive and well. You would be aware if you followed me on Pinterest, because I have definitely been active on that social media outlet.

I got a cold. It turned into an upper respiratory infection. I felt pretty lousy and couldn’t breath (and therefore could not workout.) And honestly, how many times could I post “blah blah blah so sick meeeeeep”?

Anyways at this point I think that I have bounced back. Although I am not at 100% I am feeling much better, and have been hitting the gym hardcore, well as hardcore as a 6:22 marathoner can.

Anyways, sorry for being M.I.A.

Promise I’ll do better!

Here's a pic in case you forgot what I look like!