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So, this past weekend was a blast. I love Jen and I'm so happy that her Rach and I are rooming together next year. oh oh, and Rachel plans on staying unless something really bad happens before the end of the semester *does happy dance*
I'm majorly in sleep debt, due to spending sunday night on a bus instead of a bed like normal people, and headache's don't help fix that.
Alabama was warm and sunny on friday. Saturday was sunny and cool...perfect running weather...as my time proves. 2:23. Hopefully I'll be able to get under 2:20 this year. Maybe we'll work on proving coach that this is my race and take none of this "you'll do better in the longer distances in the long run" It was so nice to finally race again. Indoors I was simply going through the motions of running a race, trying to improve my times. Saturday was the first time in my college career that I actually got out there and raced the people in my heat. My physics prof made a good point this morning. I went to turn in my take-home quiz that I missed while in Alabama and he asked what I did down there. I told him I ran an 800 and 1500. He was like, that's it...you just ran them...I told him I was a JV runner and he preceeded to go off on why he doesn't like the olympics because all they cover is the top two or three athletes when in reality some of those slower people just ran the best race of their life and are extremely happy. I laughed and told him that I ran my pr this weekend. He replied with, that is how you get to turn in your quiz late, don't tell me that you went and competed, tell me that it was worth it.
I did come back to one shocker. I walked in my room at 8:30 monday morning, with my bags after being on a bus for approximately 14+ hours and the room was rearranged and my desk was spotless. Typically it is anything but. But Danielle took the liberty of cleaning off my desk and going through and sorting all my papers, letters, reciepts, and anything else I had on there...She also took the liberty of retaping all of my pictures on the wall with duck tape. FYI There was a reason they didn't have duck tape on them before. I'm not as mad about is as I seem here...I'm more just annoyed that she went through all my stuff...especially my letters. The ones I didn't particularly care to have people reading were in my drawer...that she reorganized as well. So for all I know she's read every letter people have sent me. idk...I just wish she would have told me that I needed to clean my desk off instead of doing it herself. Its already been a long week, and its only tuesday...(somehow I remember saying that before)...but Jodi is coming on Friday and Brian is coming on Sunday so this weekend will be soo nice. (and it is very much needed)
I'm majorly in sleep debt, due to spending sunday night on a bus instead of a bed like normal people, and headache's don't help fix that.
Alabama was warm and sunny on friday. Saturday was sunny and cool...perfect running weather...as my time proves. 2:23. Hopefully I'll be able to get under 2:20 this year. Maybe we'll work on proving coach that this is my race and take none of this "you'll do better in the longer distances in the long run" It was so nice to finally race again. Indoors I was simply going through the motions of running a race, trying to improve my times. Saturday was the first time in my college career that I actually got out there and raced the people in my heat. My physics prof made a good point this morning. I went to turn in my take-home quiz that I missed while in Alabama and he asked what I did down there. I told him I ran an 800 and 1500. He was like, that's it...you just ran them...I told him I was a JV runner and he preceeded to go off on why he doesn't like the olympics because all they cover is the top two or three athletes when in reality some of those slower people just ran the best race of their life and are extremely happy. I laughed and told him that I ran my pr this weekend. He replied with, that is how you get to turn in your quiz late, don't tell me that you went and competed, tell me that it was worth it.
I did come back to one shocker. I walked in my room at 8:30 monday morning, with my bags after being on a bus for approximately 14+ hours and the room was rearranged and my desk was spotless. Typically it is anything but. But Danielle took the liberty of cleaning off my desk and going through and sorting all my papers, letters, reciepts, and anything else I had on there...She also took the liberty of retaping all of my pictures on the wall with duck tape. FYI There was a reason they didn't have duck tape on them before. I'm not as mad about is as I seem here...I'm more just annoyed that she went through all my stuff...especially my letters. The ones I didn't particularly care to have people reading were in my drawer...that she reorganized as well. So for all I know she's read every letter people have sent me. idk...I just wish she would have told me that I needed to clean my desk off instead of doing it herself. Its already been a long week, and its only tuesday...(somehow I remember saying that before)...but Jodi is coming on Friday and Brian is coming on Sunday so this weekend will be soo nice. (and it is very much needed)