I've been a little late reporting on Saturday's race, so I'm going to pour it out now. While I would love to say I've been recovering from the race the past few days, that would be a complete and total lie :) I spent the majority of the weekend hanging out with family and my God children. I brought down the house on the Connect (is it with a K?). It's funny because my B.F.F. actually practices in the hopes of beating me one day ( I don't own an Xbox) but it will never happen. One time we had a dance battle and she was doing really well, then her boyfriend dimed her out and mentioned how she practiced the same dance over and over again for the past week. I have a little secret though..... my baby sister (Curl Meets World) teaches my older sister and I all of the latest dance moves whenever she comes into down. That's right. I know how to Dougie, Jerk, do the Boot, Lean wit' it and Superman (just to name a couple). So Whenever My B.F.F. sets up these dance offs, I kill it. I'm sure we both look ridiculous but at the end of the day my scores just have to be higher than hers. Kind of like when running from a bear, you don't have to be FloJo, you just have to be faster than the guy next to you hahahahahaha.
The Race:
Distance: 10K
Difficulty: Hills (meh)
Time: 58:03
Place in Age Group: 5th
(Apparently all the runners slept in)
Back on topic. So Friday night I spent the night over my sister C.M.'s house in preparation for the race or just to catch up on our shows. The Jury is still out :) I guess it was pretty fruitful because we ended up doing Yoga at 1:00 AM and I totally stretched out my poor neglected muscles. While I'm sure some of you have heard me diss Yoga.... it... felt..... amazing! I hate stretching and it's a great way to trick myself into doing something I despise. I'm not saying I'm going to join a sweat Yoga class any time soon, but I'm definitely thinking about picking up a 20 minute DVD. I think we only got about 4 hours of sleep that night and man I really didn't want to get out of bed!
Either way we got up and made it to the race just as the the horn blew. The race really didn't seem that bad at first. The first mile went by really fast (some idiot thought it would be cool to run the first mile at a 7:30 pace) and my music really had me going. I spent the majority of the time trying to swerve around people and possibly lip-syncing to One Republic. After the first mile we ran into neighborhood hills facing directly into the sun. I mean typically it wouldn't really bother me but...... the race organizers neglected to put up mile markers! How insane is it to have no idea where you are exactly and how far you have left? I felt like I was just repeating the same damn mile over and over again. Elementary school, house with blue shutters, Minivan, house with green shutters, barking Pomeranian. Over and over again,people!
I definitely had a mini-battle with another racer, too. You know when you're both running and kind of leap frogging each other. Did I mention it was a middle-aged, sweaty man that apparently lost his shirt along the course. Nothing like catching a sweaty man-boob and nipple in your peripheral vision. It was absurd! Every time I thought I had left him in the dust, his nipple would slip up on me like a horrible remake of Jaws or something!Ultimately I did out run him but the damage to my retinas is probably permanent. By time I made it to the last half mile, I was totally ready to get it over with. I even did that thing where I find this pint up energy to sprint the last leg of the run. I always feel so stupid! It's like I'm reliving my days as a sprinter. How crazy do I look crossing the finish line like I just finished a 100-meter dash. I'm surprised I didn't start jumping imaginary hurdles. Well anyway, I totally ended up with some chaffing (I bet FloJo's thighs don't rub raw.....) and I wouldn't be surprised if it was a result of my magical sprint. All and all the race was OK, but I was a little disappointed with my time. I'm a person who likes to see instant results so it's crazy knowing that it's going to take time to get my body into gear with distances. I'm signing up for a 4th of July race so hopefully I'll see some improvement. Well I should probably go do something productive with my day like clean or stand over my husband's shoulder while he cooks (:P).
Stay Classy :)
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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Week in Really Fast Review
So I know it's been a couple (half a week) of days, but I've been really busy. I wish I could have blogged every day but I'm certain it would have been considered a severe case of child neglect had I have. I tried really hard to remember all of the amazingly cool and funny things I did over the past few days (because m life is that cool)...... that didn't work out so well. Maybe next time I'll take to jotting things down. I guess you're just going to have to settle for the abbreviated version :) I went to a happy hour for work earlier in the week and it was pretty cool. Definitely got the scoop on all the office gossip. Can you say AMAZING! I also got to practice exploding pounds and learned snail pounds from the cool giant in the IT department. Examples (WARNING: UNKEMPT NAILS):
Snail
Explosion!
If you still don't get it, remind me to show you how to pound .
So on the non-work boozing side, one of my favorite things happened on this week.........Series Premiers! Roll your eyes all you want, I love the start of Summer TV season! Some of ya'll might not be aware of my reality TV addiction, but it can be pretty bad. I find reality TV to be a great motivator and deterrent, depending on the show. I watch Hoarders when I clean, Biggest Loser-esque shows when I run on the treadmill, and intervention when I'm thinking about taking another swig of NyQuil :) There is just something therapeutic and precautionary about watching someone's dirty secrets play out on television.
Hoarders started Monday and I was amazed at how bad the hoarders are this season. This women had over 300,000 dolls in her house. Insane! She even had a doll hospital.... that's right....a doll hospital. The other woman lived in mounds of trash and had containers filled with pee and depends filled with poo littering her home. I'm going to give you a minute with the visual.......Yeah I pretty much spent one of my night's cleaning the basement and eying Leo's toys for donation candidates.
My sister (Curl on the Move, C.M) also e-mailed me and ropadoped me into signing up for a 10k this weekend three days before. I know that doesn't sound like a lot, but I really haven't ran longer than 5 miles at a time in about 8 months (yeah I'm bad, I know). So I'm just going to hope for the best :) At least it will give me a rough estimate of what my pace time will be for 5-10 mile runs. Oh and in other news, while talking on the phone to C.M. on my way to the Metro I found IT. Apparently I walk past the same shop 10 times a week and never noticed what was in the window..........
Compression socks!
The store is a specialty pharmacy and it just happens to specialize in all things related to leg health (and diabetes). I HAD to pick up a pair of athletic compression socks! My legs have been really sore from running this week, so I even slipped them on in the Metro just to give them a try. That's right, if you were sitting next to me on the Metro, you might have seen this......
Too Sexy for Words
My legs feel amazing! I think it is exactly what I needed to get ready for tomorrow. My legs were so dead today that I had to quit running after half a mile during my lunch workout. Half a mile people! I was seriously disappointed but I guess my legs were tired of asking for a break and decided they were just going to quit. Hey better today than tomorrow...during a race... mid stride.... in front of people with cameras.
Oh yeah and apparently my flat iron didn't commit suicide. I guess the breaker in the bathroom went out and I just didn't notice. I'm glad I didn't do a post-hoarders clean on the bathroom because my Baby Bliss straightener would probably be at the county dump wondering how I could have abandoned it. I'm still kind of upset I had to rock the slave braids two days in a row (it builds character?), but at least I don't have to spend a hundred bucks on a new one. Well gotta go. I'm sure there's some carbo-loading or stretches I should be doing for tomorrow. Wish me luck (or remain silent, whatever floats your boat :))!
Stay Classy ;P
If you still don't get it, remind me to show you how to pound .
So on the non-work boozing side, one of my favorite things happened on this week.........Series Premiers! Roll your eyes all you want, I love the start of Summer TV season! Some of ya'll might not be aware of my reality TV addiction, but it can be pretty bad. I find reality TV to be a great motivator and deterrent, depending on the show. I watch Hoarders when I clean, Biggest Loser-esque shows when I run on the treadmill, and intervention when I'm thinking about taking another swig of NyQuil :) There is just something therapeutic and precautionary about watching someone's dirty secrets play out on television.
Hoarders started Monday and I was amazed at how bad the hoarders are this season. This women had over 300,000 dolls in her house. Insane! She even had a doll hospital.... that's right....a doll hospital. The other woman lived in mounds of trash and had containers filled with pee and depends filled with poo littering her home. I'm going to give you a minute with the visual.......Yeah I pretty much spent one of my night's cleaning the basement and eying Leo's toys for donation candidates.
My sister (Curl on the Move, C.M) also e-mailed me and ropadoped me into signing up for a 10k this weekend three days before. I know that doesn't sound like a lot, but I really haven't ran longer than 5 miles at a time in about 8 months (yeah I'm bad, I know). So I'm just going to hope for the best :) At least it will give me a rough estimate of what my pace time will be for 5-10 mile runs. Oh and in other news, while talking on the phone to C.M. on my way to the Metro I found IT. Apparently I walk past the same shop 10 times a week and never noticed what was in the window..........
The store is a specialty pharmacy and it just happens to specialize in all things related to leg health (and diabetes). I HAD to pick up a pair of athletic compression socks! My legs have been really sore from running this week, so I even slipped them on in the Metro just to give them a try. That's right, if you were sitting next to me on the Metro, you might have seen this......
My legs feel amazing! I think it is exactly what I needed to get ready for tomorrow. My legs were so dead today that I had to quit running after half a mile during my lunch workout. Half a mile people! I was seriously disappointed but I guess my legs were tired of asking for a break and decided they were just going to quit. Hey better today than tomorrow...during a race... mid stride.... in front of people with cameras.
Oh yeah and apparently my flat iron didn't commit suicide. I guess the breaker in the bathroom went out and I just didn't notice. I'm glad I didn't do a post-hoarders clean on the bathroom because my Baby Bliss straightener would probably be at the county dump wondering how I could have abandoned it. I'm still kind of upset I had to rock the slave braids two days in a row (it builds character?), but at least I don't have to spend a hundred bucks on a new one. Well gotta go. I'm sure there's some carbo-loading or stretches I should be doing for tomorrow. Wish me luck (or remain silent, whatever floats your boat :))!
Stay Classy ;P
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