Saturday June 7, 2008
2.4 miles
weather: 83 degrees, feels like 88
Let me tell you, when weather.com says "feels like 88" they are not kidding. I put off my run last night for several reasons, but the lamest of them being that I was hoping it would cool off by tonight. No such luck. You think with the sun having been down for several hours that the heat might have gone with it. But nope, it was 11 pm and still near the 90s. Just made the cold shower at the end of a humid run all the more rewarding I guess.
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Saturday, June 7, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Summer & Sex in the City
I dunno if it was simply having spent the afternoon seeing the Sex in the City movie with my mom, or if it was actually having eaten good-for-me food all day - but I was in a such a good mood that I wasn't completely dreading my run. I wasn't stoked, but I didn't have to totally kick my own ass to go. And, I think I ran at a pretty good speed for most of it too - although I still won't tell you how long it does take me to run two & half miles, because I'm pretty sure by running standards that it's a long time. But whatever, it was a really good run. Not too hot, not too cold, one that I could pat myself on the back for.
Sunday June 1, 2008
2.4 miles
I won't spoil anything for those of you who haven't seen the movie, but I did think it was pretty fantastic. I laughed, I cried, I wanted to wear heels; everything I love about SITC and the charcters in it. And that's all I'll say till the movie's been out a little longer.
Not much else is new, just getting into the swing of summer. Working hard, feeling pretty grateful about my paychecks. I was paying bills today, and reminding myself to hold on to this feeling as long as possible. Because it was only months ago that I would get one bill paid and just hope I figured something out until the next one came up. So to be able to not put bills on my credit card or borrow from my parents feels pretty amazing, and I feel really greatful every time I am able to even write a check.
Im also just loving that I am able to work during the week and then gett into the city at least once a weekend to hang out with different people. One weekend out with the girls and their family, the next getting fortunes told & drinks at the top of the skyscapers, this weekend it was a dinner party with the next generation of librarians. I am begining to love my very own SITC story: Summer in the City.
Sunday June 1, 2008
2.4 miles
I won't spoil anything for those of you who haven't seen the movie, but I did think it was pretty fantastic. I laughed, I cried, I wanted to wear heels; everything I love about SITC and the charcters in it. And that's all I'll say till the movie's been out a little longer.
Not much else is new, just getting into the swing of summer. Working hard, feeling pretty grateful about my paychecks. I was paying bills today, and reminding myself to hold on to this feeling as long as possible. Because it was only months ago that I would get one bill paid and just hope I figured something out until the next one came up. So to be able to not put bills on my credit card or borrow from my parents feels pretty amazing, and I feel really greatful every time I am able to even write a check.
Im also just loving that I am able to work during the week and then gett into the city at least once a weekend to hang out with different people. One weekend out with the girls and their family, the next getting fortunes told & drinks at the top of the skyscapers, this weekend it was a dinner party with the next generation of librarians. I am begining to love my very own SITC story: Summer in the City.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Acceptance
What a fantastic day.
After a week of not getting very good or long amounts of sleep, I went to bed last night around 1 am. And slept soundly - for 10 hours! This is good too, cuz I felt all day long yesterday like I'd been bitten by a zombie. I was physically awake, but nothing was really computing. Obviously, I needed to catch up.
So after a nice sleep-in my mom knocks on my "door" (aka, the curtain that hangs were a door normally would be) and says "See this is the problem with living with your Mom,
she just can't wait for you to see it yourself and open it" while handing me a big envelope from a University I applied to a couple months ago.
I tear it open, and there's a big fat folder with forms and a acceptance letter. Thank god. It was the only school I applied to, and I wasn't sure what my plan B would be if I didn't get in. "Deal with it then" was pretty much my plan B.
But I did get in, and I'm so happy about that. There are lots of pros to this, one of which is that the library were I recently started working is very close to this school, so school and working part time at this place should work out.
There are some folks in the field that kept urging me to apply to this big state school that is one of the best in the country in this field. But I didn't. For one
thing, I didn't get into that school the first time around when I applied as an undergraduate. Not that that would count against me now. But here are the bigger more important reasons: 1.) I don't want to do distance learning. 2.) I don't want to live where this school is.
I'm not saying that distance learning isn't the best - if you can do it, go you. But it's not for me. I need structure, I need class. I need the teacher there in front of me and the deadline of going into class to motivate me to do any work. You can talk to me till your blue in the face about how there still is class, there still is the teacher and the deadlines, and you would be right. But it's just not for me. I need the interaction, face to face with teachers and classmates. I just know this about myself. I will do better if I am forced to be there. Being there is a big part of not
going to the big state school. It's not the middle of no where, because it's a big ten school and it is large. But it's not the city. It's not where I want to be. Having lived somewhere where that I didn't want to, and being miserable there, I know being near the city is another key factor in my success.
So, after the good news of getting into this one school, I set about doing errands and enjoying the amazing 58 degree weather today. My mom took me out for a celebratory chai tea, and then I came back and read magazines for forever. People, Real Simple,
and even Women's Health. I was hoping the last one would motivate me to go running. It didn't really, but I went anyways. All week, since my last run on Monday, I've been telling myself "Friday. I will go Friday. I don't have to work, I'll be able to sleep, I'll go again Friday." Now it was actually Friday and I had to go. I pushed it off for awhile, reading magazines; even getting in my running clothes but then working
on the puzzle on the dinning table for 45 minutes. But finally I went.
March 14
2.3 miles
It was a little weird running past the corner bar. Having it be crowded with the young suburban Friday night scene and me running past as fast as I could hoping I wouldn't see anyone I know loitering outside. (Who that would be I don't know, but you never know. When you're sweaty and in running clothes looking ridiculous would seem just the time life would put you in the presence of someone you know from high school.) But over all it was really a good run, and I think I might need to amp in up to 3 miles
again soon. Oh, also my friend Sarah (hi Sarah!) told me about a 5k in the town next to mine that she's running at the end of April. May be the perfect motivation to keep running over the next month.
One more thing. I'm a little upset that Quarterlife got pulled from NBC after one episode. I mean, fine, pull it if you have to. But only one episode? It wasn't great, but it wasn't horrible. And in a land full of nothing still from the writer strike repercussions you think they could have let it run even just a little bit longer. Luckily they are still showing the episodes online. I've kinda gotten sucked in. I watched two yesterday and there were some gems of narration in there, some things I identified with. Although I'm pretty sure they are gonna get ride of my favorite character in the next episode - again, I don't know why they mess with the good stuff, but they do. But despite that, I think it may be good. I'm not totally sold, but I'm still in.
After a week of not getting very good or long amounts of sleep, I went to bed last night around 1 am. And slept soundly - for 10 hours! This is good too, cuz I felt all day long yesterday like I'd been bitten by a zombie. I was physically awake, but nothing was really computing. Obviously, I needed to catch up.
So after a nice sleep-in my mom knocks on my "door" (aka, the curtain that hangs were a door normally would be) and says "See this is the problem with living with your Mom,
she just can't wait for you to see it yourself and open it" while handing me a big envelope from a University I applied to a couple months ago.
I tear it open, and there's a big fat folder with forms and a acceptance letter. Thank god. It was the only school I applied to, and I wasn't sure what my plan B would be if I didn't get in. "Deal with it then" was pretty much my plan B.
But I did get in, and I'm so happy about that. There are lots of pros to this, one of which is that the library were I recently started working is very close to this school, so school and working part time at this place should work out.
There are some folks in the field that kept urging me to apply to this big state school that is one of the best in the country in this field. But I didn't. For one
thing, I didn't get into that school the first time around when I applied as an undergraduate. Not that that would count against me now. But here are the bigger more important reasons: 1.) I don't want to do distance learning. 2.) I don't want to live where this school is.
I'm not saying that distance learning isn't the best - if you can do it, go you. But it's not for me. I need structure, I need class. I need the teacher there in front of me and the deadline of going into class to motivate me to do any work. You can talk to me till your blue in the face about how there still is class, there still is the teacher and the deadlines, and you would be right. But it's just not for me. I need the interaction, face to face with teachers and classmates. I just know this about myself. I will do better if I am forced to be there. Being there is a big part of not
going to the big state school. It's not the middle of no where, because it's a big ten school and it is large. But it's not the city. It's not where I want to be. Having lived somewhere where that I didn't want to, and being miserable there, I know being near the city is another key factor in my success.
So, after the good news of getting into this one school, I set about doing errands and enjoying the amazing 58 degree weather today. My mom took me out for a celebratory chai tea, and then I came back and read magazines for forever. People, Real Simple,
and even Women's Health. I was hoping the last one would motivate me to go running. It didn't really, but I went anyways. All week, since my last run on Monday, I've been telling myself "Friday. I will go Friday. I don't have to work, I'll be able to sleep, I'll go again Friday." Now it was actually Friday and I had to go. I pushed it off for awhile, reading magazines; even getting in my running clothes but then working
on the puzzle on the dinning table for 45 minutes. But finally I went.
March 14
2.3 miles
It was a little weird running past the corner bar. Having it be crowded with the young suburban Friday night scene and me running past as fast as I could hoping I wouldn't see anyone I know loitering outside. (Who that would be I don't know, but you never know. When you're sweaty and in running clothes looking ridiculous would seem just the time life would put you in the presence of someone you know from high school.) But over all it was really a good run, and I think I might need to amp in up to 3 miles
again soon. Oh, also my friend Sarah (hi Sarah!) told me about a 5k in the town next to mine that she's running at the end of April. May be the perfect motivation to keep running over the next month.
One more thing. I'm a little upset that Quarterlife got pulled from NBC after one episode. I mean, fine, pull it if you have to. But only one episode? It wasn't great, but it wasn't horrible. And in a land full of nothing still from the writer strike repercussions you think they could have let it run even just a little bit longer. Luckily they are still showing the episodes online. I've kinda gotten sucked in. I watched two yesterday and there were some gems of narration in there, some things I identified with. Although I'm pretty sure they are gonna get ride of my favorite character in the next episode - again, I don't know why they mess with the good stuff, but they do. But despite that, I think it may be good. I'm not totally sold, but I'm still in.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Precipitation
We're under this "Severe Storm Alert" right now, and it does nothing to curb my stir-crazy-ness. So despite the warning, and because of the fact that even though we're supposed to get 6-10 inches of snow we've gotten nothing but rain, I went for a run. It's cold, and it's wet, but it was only drizzling when I started and there is no precipitation by the time I got back. Although the sky is an ominous burnt peach tone. Anyways:
Tuesday, February 5, 2007
2.8519 mi
Tuesday, February 5, 2007
2.8519 mi
Friday, December 28, 2007
Back on the horse, and then falling off of it
Tuesday I went for a run, and while it was all well and good at the time, it wasn't a particularly long run, and the next day I felt terrible. Yesterday I tried to go for a run again, and it was a disaster. Not only did I not get too far, I walked most of it back home.
So, back on the horse today. I figure, you know, even though it's 9 pm, it's not like I'm going to bed any time soon, nor is it any darker than it was 6 hours ago.
The run is going fine, I've gone pretty far, I'm pushing myself pretty well. It had started out not so great with my underestimating how cold the air was, therefore my un-mittened hands were freezing. But being the running genius that I am, I put my hat on my hands until I'd run enough that the blood was pumping and they were hot.
Also, I was excited because with the new snow, I finally had a chance to try out my Christmas present: shoe grippers, to give traction to my feet and keep me from falling.
No luck. There I am, over two miles into my run, about a mile to go, and one miss step. I think I must have stepped on the edge of the sidewalk and my ankle just bends in a way it shouldn't have and down I go, belly flop onto concrete.
Luckily, this is the one time I had my cell phone on me (and even more luckily it didn't break, seeing as I fell right onto it while it was in my hip pocket), and I called my folks. It didn't really hurt too much at the time, and I walked a little bit down the road till my dad came in got me.
But now it just hurts like hell, and it figures that even though I hate running on the sidewalk, but I do it anyways for safety, I hurt myself. And the first time I use this grippers so I don't fall, I hit the pavement.
I'm so excited for this week to be over. Maybe in the New Year I will be a more proficient and graceful runner.
So, back on the horse today. I figure, you know, even though it's 9 pm, it's not like I'm going to bed any time soon, nor is it any darker than it was 6 hours ago.
The run is going fine, I've gone pretty far, I'm pushing myself pretty well. It had started out not so great with my underestimating how cold the air was, therefore my un-mittened hands were freezing. But being the running genius that I am, I put my hat on my hands until I'd run enough that the blood was pumping and they were hot.
Also, I was excited because with the new snow, I finally had a chance to try out my Christmas present: shoe grippers, to give traction to my feet and keep me from falling.
No luck. There I am, over two miles into my run, about a mile to go, and one miss step. I think I must have stepped on the edge of the sidewalk and my ankle just bends in a way it shouldn't have and down I go, belly flop onto concrete.
Luckily, this is the one time I had my cell phone on me (and even more luckily it didn't break, seeing as I fell right onto it while it was in my hip pocket), and I called my folks. It didn't really hurt too much at the time, and I walked a little bit down the road till my dad came in got me.
But now it just hurts like hell, and it figures that even though I hate running on the sidewalk, but I do it anyways for safety, I hurt myself. And the first time I use this grippers so I don't fall, I hit the pavement.
I'm so excited for this week to be over. Maybe in the New Year I will be a more proficient and graceful runner.
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