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[24 Nov 2011|12:08am] |
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| Training in Orillia |
[12 Nov 2011|09:32pm] |
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I had made a last minute decision this week to head down to Orillia to train with Hardwood this weekend. I had heard that they were doing a time trail on Sunday, and felt that it would be a good opportunity to get in some hard work, advice and technique. It didn’t hurt that I would be able to get some visiting time in with Evan while I was there.
The fact that it snowed overnight on Thursday, I was very excited on my way down on Friday – wondering if there would possibly be enough snow to ski. There was a decent amount of snow when I got here on Friday evening (following a minor glitch with my car – I left the light on and the battery died – luckily Bruce was particularly helpful and got me boosted). I had high hopes for Saturday morning. Unfortunately, Saturday dawned as a beautiful, warm day – so the snow melted up pretty quick. So much for getting in a ski.
Today was my first practice with Hardwood – we did striding intervals followed by a strength session. The training was good and the team was – interesting. It felt a little strange to be included in the group – I still feel strange “belonging” at Hardwood. But it was good. The group of kids seemed very young – and somewhat loud and unfocused – but they pulled it together when they had to. We did technique (what a concept…) before doing our striding intervals.
The intervals were good – but I found them harder than I expected. I haven’t done a whole lot of ski striding (read: none) since the NOD camp last year, so the muscle groups used were a little bit out of shape. Where I can normally push myself until I can feel it in my legs when I am running, with this I was huffing and puffing before I even felt that I was really moving. I tired out a lot quicker in general, and reached zone 4 a lot faster as well. It would have been interesting to see what my max heart rate was – but as my watch had 123 as the avg hr for one of the intervals, I’m going to assume that it was not picking up the signal properly. Mark had put me in a group by myself to do 5 intervals, but they were taking me about 6min each, so after four I was pretty much at the 25 minute mark for total work, so I stopped.
The strength was reminiscent of old highlands workouts – lets find large objects in the forest to lift (in this case, only rocks and a bit of concrete – no tires…). We did a combination of arm strength (triceps and static arm holds) and leg strength (one-legged squats and squat hops), and then did some more plyometric exercises before heading inside for core. I am excited for the time trial for tomorrow.
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[19 Apr 2011|10:35pm] |
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Have I ever mentioned how much I hate making decisions? It always feels as if I am just going to tear right in two.
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| Leaving home, going home, I'm not sure which. |
[14 Apr 2011|01:46am] |
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I have about a day and a half left up here in the Suds before I head back down to Southern Ontario. It still hasn't hit me that second year is over. People are packing up and going home. I am still in shock that racing season is over, that the snow is gone.
That's is? I'm still ready for more...
Exams were stressful; I had three exams on three consecutive days, two days off, then my final exam. Now all I can do is wait for marks to be posted.
I need to figure out a summer job for once I come back from planting. I am excited and very, very nervous for planting. It is going to be super-tough. I am super pumped for the drive across the continent, that will be interesting, I think. I am looking forward to working part time and having plenty of time to train over the summer. I want to find some trail races around the cottage to do.
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[09 May 2010|11:39pm] |
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Today was not an overly good day. I didn't get up until 10:00, and then didn't get out of bed until 10:50. I was going to eat breakfast and get something done with the day, but I got distracted by a word search in the newspaper, and didn't end up eating until my sister made brunch at 2:00. I at least got out for a rollerski for an hour, and my dad even came with me on my bike. We even rescued a guy whose ladder down from a roof was crooked, successfully untrapping him. After the rollerski I came home ready to do something about packing for the summer, but couldn't bring myself to do it. I kept thinking about how Evan was probably out running and training with someone (other than parents... someone in the same boat) and how he has a training schedule. I'm terrified for summer. I have no one to train with, no idea what i'm supposed to be doing, and it's summer. I don't have much faith in getting a training schedule any time soon, and I don't have any old ones from Tolly. I will be 3 hours away from evan without internet. I don't know what to think, but overall I am not overly optimistic at the moment. And after spending all day waiting to be able to at least talk over my irrational fears with someone else (including the fact that I feel like a failure at any and all forms of human contact), Evan comes on and has to go to dinner. He comes back and I can't think of one single thing to say. And now i'm just more upset and angry and I don't know how to explain myself. I'm in a weird mood and it's not apparent over the internet and I need to talk but I won't unless someone asks what's wrong and no one notices that there anything wrong so no one will ask. Ugh. Today is not a good day.
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[02 May 2010|09:41pm] |
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Exams are over, summer (or at least a break from school) is here. I have a job at a camp, and although I do not know all the details yet, it should be fun. I had my pulmonary functions test done in Sudbury the day I left, so I'll have to figure out a way to get the results. I'm not really sure what to expect from this summer, but it is going to be fun.
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[07 Apr 2010|08:26pm] |
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My wish bracelet fell off today. The red one. For once I feel like I've gotten my wish.
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[07 Apr 2010|03:22pm] |
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Alas, I am not a writer. I do not weave my words into tales of gladness or woe; my mark is not that of a pen on paper or lines on a screen. My mark takes the form of a footprint in the mud or a disturbance in the freshly fallen snow. For you see, I am an athlete.
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[05 Apr 2010|10:30pm] |
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It's only April, but we've had a warm spell - 25 degree weather. The snow is gone, long before I feel it should be, and long before I was ready. While the warm days have been nice, they have also been sending me into a bit of a frenzy of worry. It's exam time; school is almost over. I don't have a job lined up for the summer yet, which is frustrating. I haven't even called and booked an appointment to have my asthma checked out, let alone come to a conclusion. I have all these glorious hopes for training over the summer and getting somewhere in skiing and I'm terrified that this year isn't going to be any better than any other summer. I'm afraid of wading straight into the deep end, way over my head. I'm afraid of the heat and the summer and the lack of structured practices and having to rely on myself to convince myself that it's worth it to go out and push myself to the point of wheezing and dying, of dealing with the frustration of being unable to do what I'd liked - I'm not sure I can push myself. I'm afraid of not pushing myself and becoming a lazy couch potato - of staying up late and not getting any training done. I don't want to have to move away from rez, to not be living in a building with friends everywhere you turn. I'm afraid to be so far away from evan, to not see him everyday, when it's become such a natural thing; when he's the one who helps me push myself. All in all, it's only April, but me, I'm already wishing for the snow.
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[19 Mar 2010|11:41pm] |
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It has been an exciting week and a bit in Whitehorse for Nationals... considering that I was not planning on coming until after Christmas, I am so glad to be here; I made the Ontario Junior Development Team, which helps cover costs a bit, and gets me a sweet jacket. I also had the opportunity to volunteer at the Fast & Female event, which was tons of fun, I got to meet/hang out with some fast ladies and got more swag: a lulu lemon sweater, a buff & a hat. Sweet deal! Mary & I ran the games station, so we played lots of british bulldog & hopefully helped to inspire some girls. The racing has been going pretty well; I teamed up with Brittany for the team sprints, and we snuck into the final. I was dead tired by the time that rolled around, but I powered through, and we weren't last in the final. That was a ton of fun just to be able to make it to the final and ski with someone like Brittany. The classic race was okay, I had great grip but my skis aren't so great on the glide side. I hammered out the 5km and was pretty happy with my result (74th overall, 48/89 junior female). Next day was skate, and I was tired and felt a bit sluggish during the warm-up. It was 3 laps of a hard 3.3km course that was pretty much 2km of uphill and 1km of technical downhill. I tried to stay smooth and strong for the first couple laps so i could hammer out the third lap. I felt pretty good overall, and finished better than the day before (72nd overall, 46th junior woman). The next day was a much needed day off. We skied for about half an hour in the morning, and that was it. Friday was an early morning, with open women starting off the qualification rounds at 9:30 in the morning. I felt pretty good during my warm-up, although still a little sluggish. The race went pretty well, with me coming out 72nd overall again, but 43rd junior woman. Normally, this wouldn't have been good enough for me to qualify for heats, and my day would have been done. However, because of the large age categories that are being implemented, they decided to hold "development" heats for places 31-60. I was originally not sure I liked the idea of development heats, which could mean a lot more racing for me. However, Dean had mentioned to me after my qualifier that I should up my tempo a bit, as it would make a huge difference. So I decided to play with my tempo during the afternoon. I was ranked 3rd in my quarterfinal according to the qualifier, but I wasn’t sure what to expect - normally if I make it through to the heats, my goal is not to come in last. We got to the start line and headed off and I was in fourth, right on third’s tail. Upping my tempo on the uphill meant that I was having no trouble keeping up with the pack. Coming around the first downhill on the course, I drafted off the girl in front of me, as there was a bit of a headwind. We were gaining on first and second, and on the second time up the hill, the girl I had been following made her move. I wasn’t really sure what was going on, but Dean was yelling at me and was really excited, and I felt good, so I followed her and ended up second. I was pretty excited at this point, because we had the downhill and the flat yet, and as long as I could hold second, I would be through to semis and guaranteed to make one of the finals. Coming down the last hill, I was again drafting off the girl in front of me, and then through the flat in the stadium I stayed in a tuck and began gaining on her. I free skated my way past and came around the final corner tied for first. I booked it to the finish line to win my quarter final - the first time I’ve ever won a sprint heat. It was great experience to actually be in a pack during a sprint and be able to apply tactics, rather than just holding on for dear life in order not to be dropped off the back. This put me in the semis. Again, I wasn’t sure what to expect from the semis, but I was excited to have a shot at the A final. I’m normally not the fastest starter off the line, so I upped the tempo off the line A LOT. We got to the first corner of the course, and I was in first... which was awesome, but not where I wanted to be at that point in the race. I wasn’t really sure what to do, so I continued to book it up the hill as fast as I could. I came around the first lap in first, although it sucked not to have anyone to draft off for the downhill. I made it through the stadium and wasn’t caught until the second uphill. I managed to stay even with the girl beside me up the hill, and around the corner into the stadium. Coming around the last corner I got pushed to the outside and didn’t have a great line. I was now in a pack of six girls, all sprinting for the finish. Unfortunately I’d used up most of my speed earlier in the race, and ended up last in my semi... however, I was about 3 ft. back from third place crossing the line, and maybe 10 feet back from first. It was the tightest race I’ve ever been in. I was in the second semi, and made it into the B final, which meant I had two heats of guys before I had to ski again... which meant not very much time. Dean grabbed my skis for a touchup right after I finished my race. I went back to the start area to wait. Realizing I didn’t have much time, I was a little worried. I grabbed my warm-up skis, not really thinking I’d need them, but just in case. When I got back to the start area, I was told I had two minutes until my heat went off. I threw my skis on and headed into the start area... on my warm-ups. As I was waiting, I saw Dean running up with my race skis... The heat started off, and I managed to get to the front off the start. Two girls took each other out, and I was with the main pack. We started the first hill, and I could feel my skis fighting against me for glide. I managed to stay with the pack up the hill, but was dropped completely on the downhill - a new experience for me. The first of the two girls who had fallen caught me going through the stadium, and the second on the uphill. I cruised into the finish in last, but it wasn’t too bad, as I’d still moved up a place from my qualifying. Dean felt super bad about my skis, but overall the day was a good learning experience - I might not have even made semis if Dean hadn’t made the comment about tempo, and Dean learned how fast-paced (and not just the skiing) sprint days are. Even though I’m pretty sure I could have stayed ahead of the two girls that fell if I’d been on my race skis, I’m still counting the day as a success. Tomorrow is the last race of nationals - the long distance classic. For me it’s not too long, only 15km but it is a classic mass start, so I’m not sure how I feel about it.
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[18 Feb 2010|11:45am] |
The races last weekend were awesome. The organization and communication aspects were terrible, as Onaping does not know how to run a race, however I had some pretty spiffy results.
The first day was skate sprints, and i was ranked 3rd junior woman after Janel and Britt Bailey. Britt didn't show up to race, which put my confidence way up. I was 3rd junior woman, 4th overall after the qualifier. Going into the quarterfinals as the fastest qualifier in my heat was crazy. I ended up coming second, but I could have easily been first if I wanted to push it. The semis were a bit more of a push, to get into the A final I would have to be right behind Mary. I was last off the line, but managed to get around two of the girls on the slight downhill section. I booked it up the last uphill, and Dean was screaming at me to GO! GO! GO! I booked it to the line, and found that I had a good solid 4-5 seconds on the next girl, who had beat me in the quarters. Janel, Mary and I all made it to the A final, which meant that there was a lot of Laurentian colours on the line for the start (as there were only 4 people in the heat) We were bibs 201, 202, 203 and 204, so I was the slowest qualifier. However, I almost managed to beat 203 and move up, it was within a boot length. If i had attacked over the top of the last uphill instead of right after, I would have been golden. It was a good lesson to learn. Unfortunately, they did combined Junior/Senior results, so despite the fact that I was the third Junior woman, I didn't get a medal. This made me determined to get at least one for the weekend.
The next day was the classic 5km individual start. It was a pretty flat course, with some technical or just plain sketchy downhills. Which, for me, is perfect. I was again ranked 2nd, as Britt wasn't racing. I pushed through the whole race, and ended up third again. Lindsey had the race of her life and was first, with Janel 0.5 s behind and me 7 seconds back. Excellent for my points, and I actually got a medal for my efforts.
The next day was a mass start skate, 10km. I am not a fan of mass starts, I'd rather just go as hard as I can and see how I do that have to worry about strategy and staying with people. But I decided that I was going to give it my all and try to use some strategy (namely attacking over the top of hills). I started off strong, following Mary, Janel & Julia, but was dropped back to 8th by halfway through the first lap. I managed to stick with two skiers in front of me, just barely, and when I realized I was gaining on them again, I decided I was going to beat them at all costs. I pulled up behind just as Lindsey was making a move around, so I went with Lindsey. I attacked over the top of a hill into a downhill and dropped her. Unfortunately, I did not realize that there were 2.5-3km left in the course, so I had to book it up all the hills and sprint the last bit to stay ahead of Lindsey. I managed to pull it off, but it hurt, a lot. It was a good lesson in just how hard I can push myself when I have the motivation. I ended up 6th overall, 3rd Junior woman. So another medal and another awesome race.
And, as I told Dean after I finished: I didn't walk up a single hill.
Ev had awesome races as well, and between the two of us we managed 3 bronzes and a silver. Not too bad considering neither of us had medalled at an Ocup before...
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Fun weekend in North Bay. Saturday was a long ski at North Bay Nordic, followed by a night in North Bay and then Time trials and Nippissing this afternoon. The time trials didn't go overly well for me, I was tired and sore and had to go to the bathroom really really badly. Hopefully I'll be more in the mood for racing next weekend.
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| Christmas Break is Over. |
[03 Jan 2010|12:38am] |
Christmas break is over, it's back to work for me. Back to Sudbury. I'm sick. Again.
It's been interesting and somewhat nostalgic being home. Staying overnight in Collingwood was was weird. It was like, I used to live here but I don't really belong anymore. Tanya & Bruce didn't get in until late, so it was just Kalli & Mary and I. Which meant I was the misfit. But although it was awkward, walking in and not knowing where I would be sleeping or where to put my stuff, not knowing what I should and shouldn't do. I mean, I used to have my own profile on their computer, I used to eat their food without thinking. But I don't live there anymore, so I don't know what would be weird or not. Kalli & I didn't really talk to each other, except when I asked her where I would be sleeping, but Mary was at least not being openly hostile, so I counted it as a win overall. We saw Sherlock Holmes with Kelly & Chanse, which was fun. The training camp was amazing, despite me running on about 2 hours of sleep the first day. Tons of technique advice and things to think about while skiing, which i have been sorely missing. I did miss having Tolly around and the way he ran things. Oh well. The drive home hit me like a ton of bricks and I didn't know how to feel. It was like leaving all over again. If felt a little bit like running away. I'm not sure how I feel about heading back up to Sudbury to start a new semester. The last two weeks (minus being sick for the last two days) have been pretty much a dream/blur of skiing, hanging out with friends, skiing with friends, more skiing. It's been nice to be able to focus without having a million and one things pulling my attention away. Life must go on, and at least being back in rez means being within walking distance of ski trails.
Will and I hung out a couple times over the break, once we went out to see a movie and once we just watched a movie at my house. I never really got around or got up the nerve to talk to him, so we're still up in the air on that one. We shall see what it boils down to eventually, I suppose.
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[13 Dec 2009|09:24pm] |
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My anatomy exam yesterday was easier than I expected. I tried to hand it in 5 minutes before the hour mark. I assumed that I'd just missed them announcing it, but apparently not. I didn't ski yesterday. It was the first time in a week and a half. Today we went to Windy Lake, to Onaping Nordic where one of the Ocups this year is going to be. The snow was slow. Enough to drive me nuts. It was warm out (at or above freezing). We classic-ed for the second half, and I put on WAYYY too much grip wax. I was running around until the snow built up to the point where I was at risk of rolling my ankles. And then we were sent out to go ski and the binding started to fall off my ski. So not an overly successful day. Odly enough, I had a lot of fun. Even though I was gone from 9AM-4:30PM for a 3 hour ski, which is a little bit ridiculous. Even if I'm now totally exhausted.
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| Here's a song for the nights I think too much. |
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Heaven Can Wait - We The Kings
Here's a song for the nights
I think too much, and
Here's a song when I imagine us together
Here's a song for when we talk too much
And I forget my words
So Will and I picked a date for our get together over Christmas holidays. I don't know what I'm going to say. I hadn't heard from him in a couple days, and I'm paranoid that he'll just disappear on me again. I'm scared. I'm excited. I can't wait for exams to be over. I want to see where this crazy life is taking me.
My heart beats faster when I'm with you
'Cause I know you want me too.
Smile kid is out today. <3 WTK.
In the library, supposedly studying, trying to write an essay that is due tomorrow. I'm distracted as anything, and I just want to talk to you.
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| "Procrastination is like masturbation, it feels good while you're doing it, but afterwards you reali |
[07 Dec 2009|08:30pm] |
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Studying and working on an essay that should have been done days, even weeks, ago. Such is life. I cannot wait for wednesday to be over, and then Thursday morning. Friday & Saturday shouldn't be so bad, just anatomy to study. Interesting stuff. Then I'm free for an entire week. Movies with Marlee one night, and Evan and I are going to the Rainbow at some point. We'll see what other trouble I can get myself into. I had a nice ski today with Konnie and Evan. As much fun as it is hanging out and studying with Marlee, I'm strangely more comfortable in the company of guys. It's strangely surreal, but not so hard to believe that my first semester of university is over. Other than being somewhat stressed, it feels like the most natural thing in the world, especially now that we have snow. I'm super excited for the big storm that's should be here on wednesday (knock on wood).
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This week has been full of skiing. I kept my deal with Evan and made it to every practice this week plus an extra ski on the first snow sunday night, with the exception of wednesday (even Friday morning at 7AM.)
Now it's time for exams. And I should be crazy studying and stressed out, but I've just been hanging out with Konnie and Evan and Thomas and Marlee and watching movies every night and it's awesome. Except I really have to finish that essay. But yeah, awesome week overall. Even though I've hardly been home.
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| I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind. |
[26 Nov 2009|08:26pm] |
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How is it that I was so happy this morning, and now I hate, hate, HATE this week. I want to go to practice, I want to be healthy and happy and normal. But the more stressed out I get, the more I cut off the things that will help me. I stop eating. I stop going to practice. I stop sleeping well. I can't function. And I STILL have more shit to do, so I repeat the cycle. I miss having the opportunity to do what I want to do, when I want to do it. I miss being able to practice for three hours in a day without being in tears over the fact that it means that I won't get adequate sleep at night. I miss the feeling of just being happy, without being an inch and a half away from tears the other 90% of the time. I know I'm not the best at organizing my time, but when I'm going through things, one at a time, always just trying to check off the things that are due tomorrow, I don't know how I'm ever supposed to get far enough ahead to have time to think about organizing myself. My room is a mess, I would love to clean it, but I. HAVE. TO. STUDY. I don't feel like I'll be at all prepared tomorrow, but then again, last minute studying is SO not my thing. Except it's going to have to be because it's not like I actually have time to do things the way I would like. And sadly Jared was so very right about the time thing. I don't think it helps that I don't feel like I know myself, who I am or who I want to be anymore. I'm just lost, drifting, looking for an identity that might be me. I've been on a roller-coaster for the past week and at this point, I just want off. I just want sleep.
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I want to hit something. Or listen to music very loudly. Or scream at the top of my lungs.
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| I somehow find you and I collide |
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I'm in a weird mood right now. School is stressful, but I am not feeling like the stress is motivating me to get anything done like it usually does. I'm sitting here thinking about people and things that are out of my control. I'm sad that I haven't seen Travis since our presentation. The next thursday was more presentations, the next tuesday I had a dumb group meeting for Human Movement, Thursday's class was cancelled and we're coming back to another Tuesday. It's been two weeks, is it weird to act like friends still? Will is driving me crazy. Or maybe it's just that I don't know what to do or say. I don't want to lose a friend, but I am frustrated with myself for letting things keep going in the same direction they've been headed. Even more so that my mind is starting to reconsider.
I've found I'm scared to know
I'm always on your mind
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find you and I collide
I feel like Jared is pulling the disappearing act and I don't know if it's just me or if he's actually just stressed. I just want things to be okay. I just want things to go back to how they were before.
I really want a hug.
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Practice today was awful. I knew we were going for a run, so I wasn't super excited. And I was SO ready to sleep in for 1 day this week. But I dragged myself out of bed by 20 after 8, and got ready. We ran for over an hour to this huge hill, through the bushes, and Marlee & I got left behind for a bit and didn't know where anyone was. And then I fell into a giant mud puddle that was actually clay. We got there, and I was ready to turn around and head back. NO. We had to run up a huge hill 4-5 times, for another hour. I started out with everyone else, and by the halfway up I was WAY past the zone 3 we were supposed to be at. By the top, I couldn't breathe at all. My throat was whistling. Like crazy. So I took a break to get my throat to open up. Bob told me to "just work through it." It doesn't quite work like that...
Ugh.
So I kept going, even though I was crying and my feet were blistering. I made it through the intervals, barely. I just kept picturing Dean's face when I told him I was quitting the team. (I need to email Tolly). And then we had to run BACK. And Bob wouldn't let anyone in his van, especially not anyone muddy. So we ran/walked back. Marlee could tell I was almost in tears again, and she talked me out of it/joked with me. Thank god for that. Although I feel like I have nothing to cry about right now... I barely kept up with the slow group. When we got back I just grabbed the cube that Evan lent me and left without saying anything to anyone. I came home and Em could tell I wasn't happy and hugged me and got me water and gave me band-aids for my blisters. I love Em. She is so awesome.
Semi formal is tonight, so we had a big dress-trying on event. It was fun.
I am cooking a squash.
Danelle is my date for semi because she needs to have fun
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[19 Nov 2009|11:37pm] |
My birthday is coming faster and faster. Nine more days now. I am going to make a wonderful homemade lasagna for my birthday. And not get drunk, or go out anywhere that requires ID. It would make my birthday if there were only 17 candles on my cake. I don't want to be stuck in the past, but 17 was such a good age to be. As far as things with Jared go, I'm somewhat giving up hope on ever really being good friends. It makes me sad, but I feel like he's busy and I'm busy and it's awkward to try to give each other time without crossing any lines. At least from my side. And I think Chris and I just have so little in common now. And I feel like he doesn't really have any interest in being friends, which is sad. The view from yesterday was so wonderful. Until I took a black marker and scratched out the picture. Emily and I had some hang time this morning. It was fun. We get along really well. And have an epic plan to confuse the frosh next year. :P Two midterms this week, one yesterday and one tomorrow. Hopefully tomorrow will go better than yesterday.
Will has become more and more obvious with whatever is going on. It makes me somewhat uncomfortable. Ugh. I don't really know what to do on that front. I think i'mma have to see him at some point over the Christmas holidays.
Tuesday was a disappointment because I had my human movement group meeting RIGHT after exercise science and Travis snuck out before I had a chance to run up and say hi. Thursday was cancelled so next tuesday, I guess. I thought I maybe saw him at the beach monday night, but I wasn't really sure as I was somewhat blind at that point in time from having flashlights shined in my eyes. Oh, parasympathetic responses that cause the sphincter papillae muscles to constrict allowing less light into your eyes.
There are people talking loudly outside my room. It is quiet hours. I have an 8:30 AM midterm tomorrow. Ugh.
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| Life is one big guessing game. |
[10 Nov 2009|11:45pm] |
If you don't stop to notice the little things in life, you'll miss the big picture.
I love the view out my window. The sunsets for the past few days have been so inspiring. Yesterday I looked out my window, and then took off down to the beach with my camera, in flip flops, with my coat hanging open. It was beautiful.
Today was an awesome day: our exercise science poster project went well, and despite the fact that we sat around for 50min waiting to finish presenting (which never happened), I think I made a friend today, and you can never have to many friends. Hopefully I'll see more of Travis, he seems really nice. I did my physics assignment with another girl in my class, which was about 1000x easier than doing it myself. So I got home at 8:30 and didn't have anything pressing to do. BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD. And on the way home, there was random inspiring quotes written on the ground in sidewalk chalk. Which definately made my night. What a wonderful day today turned out to be.
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