When I was little, my siblings and I would open our presents from Santa at unreasonably early times. I’m talking like four in the morning. Basically, my parents were not able to sleep at all. Nowadays, my mom has implemented a new rule… No opening presents before six. This means that I was ready to rise and shine at five thirty, but waited until six to wake up the rest of the house. Yes, I was up first. I was EXCITED!
I had given my mom a wish list with about ten things that I wanted, but there was one item that I was especially hoping to find under the tree. I have been wanting a Garmin gps watch since I trained for the Chicago marathon, but could not justify purchasing one for myself. I marked it with five stars, so that she knew how serious I was about this. (FREAKING SERIOUS!)
And what do you know… BOOM! Adorable pink Garmin.
My first run with my new accessory was okay. My expectations were low considering my diet has recently consisted of too much sugar and alcohol, and not enough protein or vegetables. But what are you gunna do?
And since obviously I had no intentions of reversing this pattern, I followed up my run with some delicious recovery eggnog (the Christmas version of a protein shake-CLEARLY).
Every year the sorority that I was a member of as an undergrad organizes a 5K race in honor of one of our sisters who lost her battle with cancer. It is our biggest fundraiser, and all of the proceeds are donated to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital. I have volunteered at the event the last four years, and have always considered it one of the highlights of the school year.
This year as an alumni I was no longer obligated to attend, but there was nowhere that I would have rather been this morning. I was thrilled to be able to participate in the event for the first time. I tried to have a relaxed and nonchalant attitude about the race. I have not been doing a whole lot of running lately (lots of group fitness though), and I have been fighting a little bit of a cold, so my expectations were low. My only goals going into the race were not to walk and not to throw a temper tantrum when things were less than perfect.
I actually felt surprisingly great throughout the entire race, and ended up finishing really strong. I was not even wearing a watch, so I didn’t have any indication of what my time would be, but I had this FEELING as I was coming around the last turn that I was going to be pleased.
And wouldn’t you know it, I managed to pull out a new 5K PR by a minute and thirty five seconds. Not too shabby considering I was honestly concerned that I might have to walk some of it- silly me!
It made for a great morning: the weather was perfect, everyone was in a good mood, I got to spend some quality time with my sisters. I spend a good portion of the afternoon thinking about how much I love running, and how I know I could go at least teeny bit faster next time.
Well this is awkward… I feel like writing a post after being M.I.A. for a while is the equivalent of trying to rekindle a friendship with an ex. You don’t really know where to start. You are both feeling a little uneasy. There are a lot of unanswered questions.
So first of all let me soothe your nerves. I am not breaking up with you. It’s not you. It’s me. I just needed some space for a bit to clear my head. (Oh, this is getting cheesy.)
Seriously though, sorry guys! I had a very busy couple of weeks. Spring break was a nice reprieve, and then BAM! Reality was a bitch. I had a lot of obligations, and blogging momentarily took a backseat. Anyways, now that I have had a moment to catch my breath allow me to update you.
- I am in the process of applying to Graduate school. I found a program that I am really really really excited about. It seems to really coincide with my area of interest, and it would be a nice platform to continue into either a doctoral program, or the working world (whichever I feel is the better choice for me in two years). If I don’t get in, then it will be OKAY. I have other options. It’s easy for me to let myself get stressed out because I know that my life is about to be in transition, and I am not sure where the destination is yet. But either outcome will be fine, so I just need to be an adult and calm down.
- Part of applying to graduate school is taking the GRE, (Aril 13th Eeeeeek!). So I have approximately two weeks to brush up on my math skills. I haven’t taken a math class in about four years, so I am pretty rusty. If I start mentioning random elementary math concepts, try your best to be patient!
- I helped present research earlier this week. Getting everything ready was very time consuming , so I felt pretty proud of the final product (even though I was NOT the leader and could not even begin to take credit for the work). It was a nerve-racking experience, but I learned a lot, and I am happy that I was able to be involved with the project.
- Okay now I am done talking nerdy to you!
- I am volunteering at a 5K this Saturday! One of my BFFs/ sorority sister Megan has been working really hard to put everything together, and I cannot wait for race day.
- Apparently I am registered to run a half marathon on Sunday. I am waaaaaay under-prepared, so it should be an experience. Whatever. I am still excited. So what if I have to walk the whole dang thang.
Anyways, I love you! I’m sorry! I was that bitchy girl that went on the date, let you buy her drinks, and then never returned your calls, voicemails, texts, e-mails, or Facebook messages. I’ll try to do better. I swear.