To Be Overtrained or Not To Be Overtrained

Thanks for everyone who mentioned that I could be overtraining. I definitely hadn’t considered it although it does make sense. Even with my 40 mile week a few weeks ago I had been pushing for a really long time. In the back of my mind though (denial anyone?) I really don’t think that it’s the case. I’ve been overtrained before and it felt different physically. Maybe I’m just getting more in tuned with my body and am being more sensitive in detecting this stuff earlier. But on the other hand the sleep stuff usually was the last thing to crop up whereas it’s really my only symptom. Hmmmm food for thought. My hunch is that the sleep stuff is just related to me having lots of things going on and I don’t actually want to sleep because I don’t want to “miss” anything. And I guess overall I’m not too worried about it because my body is never crashing, even at night. But something to keep an eye on nonetheless.

And clearly not in the form of cutting back was my 9 mile run this morning. 9.3 to be exact and I bit the bullet and just committed to the whole distance at the get-go as it was all one route rather than a buildup of add-ons. A nice round number in the metric system of 15k. I’m starting to get my mind to thinking about things metrically: the rest of the world does! So far, so good too and I definitely like the fact that it makes me unique from most other Americans and definitely those who are around me.

But back to the run. I actually ran into my friend who was going to the gym at the same time I was leaving for my run. She mentioned that it was too cold for her. Funny because I was worried about being overdressed in my longsleeve shirt and shorts in the 42* weather haha. The sun was up, so it wasn’t dark, but the sky was overcast which was really nice. I love the feeling of c0olness just enveloping my skin like it did today. It’s almost the same feeling as being wrapped in a quilt that just hugs you. Maybe I’m weird.

So the weather set me up for a FLYING run. I had left a little later than usual so maybe that had something to do with my pace (the old “oh man I don’t want to be late but I want to get my whole run in still!”) but I noticed a quick clip right off the bat. My legs didn’t feel “springy” and I wasn’t bounding down the road but the turnover was there. A good precursor to speed. I did feel a bit of a slow down during miles 6-8 but my legs threw me a Last Mile Party (thanks Jess because I <3 that term!) which was really nice especially when I saw that my pace was 10 seconds faster than my goal easy!! Woot!!

Since I’ve been running in a fast new way lately I’ve also been trying to look at races for Thanksgiving / early December. There are lots of options but I always have a hard time committing to this kind of stuff. Lest we not forget I signed up for the Tufts 10k two days before the actual race and my last half marathon the day of! I’m also trying to coordinate with other ppl, so if you’re in the Boston area (cough*Lacey*cough) and have a race in mind: LET ME KNOW! haha.

And it may be time to buy new shoes: as of this today I have 1637.0 miles on them.  They’re still holding strong though.  Maybe I can keep ‘em til I hit 2000? That might be a tough call as they heels are starting to show signs of wear and tear.  They might rip through! Fingers crossed though because I want to be able to brag that I got 2000 miles out of these babies!

Keep ideas coming re: how to invite Hot Spanish TA out to celebrate the big two-three. I send him a fb msg last night (early this morning?) — in Spanish — saying that I’d love to borrow some Spanish music to listen too. Hopefully the grammar and vocabulary was correct heh. And hopefully this could be a gate into inviting him? And EarlyRunner: you just made my day with your comment of “well he sanctioned you being at his sangria party” hahaha!

Whoops gotta go, we physics folks are going to play with liquid nitrogen and superconductors. Oh the joys of being a science nerd

Oh Wednesday. Plugging Away

First off I want to say a HUGE Happy Veterans Day to all those who have served our country and those who are doing so now.  You are heros. Every single one of you!

For me, today has been an “off” day.  Nothing bad has happened per se but I’ve just been out of it.  I have no idea what day it is or what I need to be doing. Luckily no matter what day it is I can get up and run. So life is good in that respect.

I’ve decided that until Boston training starts up I’m not going to force myself to do speedwork.  Yes it’s really important to incorporate it into a running routine but I’m not going to hold myself to doing it once a week.  I’ll just do it every 10-14 days or so.  Since the last time I did fast stuff was 2 weeks ago exactly I should be telling you that I did it this morning.  But that would be lying haha.

I did an easy 6 miles instead. I wasn’t feeling speedwork so I didn’t do it.  Maybe tmrw, maybe I’ll push it off another week.  With such high mileage lately I’d rather not stress my body with two variables.  And I’ve been liking running looooong lately so there you go.  The weather was absolutely perfect for this kind of running too.  Mid 40s* with some clouds in the sky.  Just the kind of morning you want to soak up rather than have it be a blur by concentrating on splits or keeping your  mind focused on what your body is doing.

I was aware, though, the my legs were fatigued.  Which then made my pace at the end very surprising as it was right where I would have wanted it to be.  So you wouldn’t have known based on my time that my legs were feeling the miles they’ve been doing lately.  When I saw my time, however, I wanted to say “screw you legs I’m running more” because I hate not taking advantage of a quick pace.  But then I had to remind myself that I’ve been running like this for 2-ish weeks so it’s not likely a fluke-y pace but rather that this pace is truly what my body thinks is easy.  One way I could tell was my HR, it’s been staying pretty low lately when my runs are finished. Very cool.

Especially when I’m getting so little sleep.  Again I was tossing and turning.  I remember having three distinct dreams too, which is annoying because that means I kept waking up during the crucial part of the sleep cycle. The wicked weird thing is that I’ve stopped being tired from it.  My body is just on go-go-go.  My doctor seems to think that my body is really sensitive to my emotions — which is why my running has been so good since I’m happy. The flip side of that is that all the “happy hormones” are being pumped out in full swing too so that’s likely why I’ve been restless at night.  Oh to think that being happy isn’t all it’s cracked up to be

And I guess I should stop complaining about my birthday.  A lot of you are telling me that 23 isn’t old. 

I know that but like I said yesterday I feel so much older than the ppl around me sometimes.  Maybe it’s not an age thing, I guess I’m really ready to leave school and feel so much more mature than some of my peers, but being a full year older doesn’t help matters. And to answer EarlyRunner’s question about my gap year: I worked at an elementary school in my hometown as well as a nursery (garden center) to earn some cash before coming to my excessively expensive school.

Although the whole age thing bugs me a bit, I’m getting excited about celebrating.  Starting tmrw.  Haha, three days of (hopefully) amazingness. I have my plans mapped out for Thursday and Friday but Saturday — my actual birthday — nothing.  Haha. And to answer Lacey’s questions: no idea for dinner and ideally I’d want an ice cream cake.  But since I have yet to decide what I want to do I have no idea what’s going down. I do want to find a way to ask Hot-Spanish-TA to celebrate but I feel like, since I’m so awkward, the whole situation would be awkward. Any tips to de-awkwardize it?

Happy Hump Day! The week is almost over!!

T-4 days. Eeek.

Yes. In the back on my head I have a countdown to my bday.  I used to have it physically written out but, well, as the years passed that stopped.  As for my age? I’ll be 23.  Real person age.  It’s the age where ppl look at you differently because youre expected to have a real job, real life etc. and not be irresponsible.  Like that will ever happen haha.

Thanks to everyone who said that I’m not old (which I do know it’s just that I’m the oldest by a bit compared to my friends as I took a gap year between high school and college) and that things get better as the years go on.  I certainly hope so as I want life to improve constantly!

Re: running my age in miles. I had a meeting with my advisor earlier today and we were just chatting about life after the meeting was done and he suggested doing 23 km rather than miles. DUH! Why didn’t I think of that?! So much more do-able. I mean: A) my body is getting old heh and B) the rest of the world uses metric and so shall I.

Now that that’s settled onto the run at hand today. Unlike yesterday it was warm and cloudy.  So naturally I overdressed.  Not the biggest deal in the world but I also ended up running 10 miles so by the end I was pretty sweaty and gross (not exactly what I wanted to be going into Spanish class like). I actually had to change my clothes and open the windows when I got back to my room.  It was only about 55* but coming off of a 28* morning yesterday…well let’s just say New England is known for it’s rapidly changing weather.

And unlike yesterday I didn’t fade at the end, sure my miles at the start were pretty slow but each one kept feeling stronger and stronger.  Definitely a good thing and what (to me) qualifies a run “good”. Which is why I, yet again, expanded my miles this morning. My overall pace was literally one second per mile over “goal” which is annoying because if I had run 10 seconds faster I would have hit my goal. Grrrrrrr.

Another grrrrrr has been my sleeping pattern.  Lately I cannot string together a good night of sleep.  Last night I couldn’t shut my brain up until about 0100 and then I was WIDE AWAKE at 0400.  I simply laid in bed for the next couple of hours but man, does it suck hardcore.

Anyway. Another really busy day here and I’m just feeling “off”. Hopefully some productivity will change that?

Weekly Recap: November 2 – 8 2009

Miles: 60

Time: 8 hours 35 minutes 12 seconds

Strength: 0

Core: 5x

First off, sorry this is a day or so late, although I’m mostly apologizing to myself as I like to get these suckers up on Sunday night / early Monday morning. But I’ve been swamped with life things lately!

Well golly! Freaking huge mileage week, definitely let the beast out of the cage.  And the overall time corresponds to a 840 overall pace? Maybe? Jeez.  I think my mental state was a huge booster: as much fun as angry runs are, the BEST runs obv come when your mind and body are happy and content.  The gears just clicked and I went for it.

Happy 200th

First off: This is my 200th post! I was going to post my weekly stats this morning but decided I didn’t want to “waste” my 200th — even though this post is not going to talk about it from this point out hahaha.

Oh man. And to think that Monday’s shouldn’t be that busy for me.  But it’s 1830. I’ve been up since 0530 (stupid insomnia!) and this is the first time I’ve had to myself.  Sheesh.

Anyway.  Like I just said I didn’t get that much sleep last night.  I was up semi-late trying to figure out what I want to do for my proposal that I mentioned yesterday.  Needless to say it was a bit frustrating and I didn’t get anything done with it.  I just kept looking at articles but nothing was clicking with me.  Grrrrrrr. So I thought that it would translate to a terrible run.

But I keep forgetting how AWESOME I am (and I say that in the most modest way I assure you).  I mean, the run wasn’t the greatest pace wise but it was much better than Mondays of the past.  Muy bueno. My one complaint was the temperature.  The high for yesterday was 68*.  The overnight low was about 28* and about 32* when I got up.  I (stupidly) did not check the weather forecast and froze my little butt off haha.  Not really but my hands and fingers were not appreciative.  I think I need to start looking into better gloves for the winter.  Although I don’t really know why I try, I’ve done the triple layering occasionally to no avail. Stupid poor circulation!

Despite the DST change last weekend the sun still continues to rise later and later.  Boo! So now I’m waking up in darkness but after doing my core routine I have sunshine.  Gosh I really do hate going into these winter months.

Either way sunshine (and not clouds) lifts my mood.  Tremendously and I was able to get through 7 miles quite effortlessly.  My HR stayed low the entire time which was nice and, once I was done, quickly went back to resting.

The run itself was great.  The first 5 miles or so felt strong — which, despite running well the past week, has rarely been the case.  Maybe I was pushing too hard, trying to burn off that frustration of the night before as well as the insomnia.  Regardless the last two miles significantly slowed down and prolly is where the slow overall pace comes in.  The annoying thing is that I could *feel* myself fading over the last couple miles.  And there really wasn’t anything I could do about it!

Overall, however, I’m happy with the run.  I look at it as a Monday run that was much better than usual.  A bonus. I’m trying to embrace things that annoy me or that I dislike.  My theory is that if you can accept this stuff then life is good.  I’m trying it out with slow runs and winter.  We’ll see if my overall mood improves.  I’ve been content so far!

Also, I’ve been getting pretty nervous about this weekend.  I’m hitting “real person age”.  It’s a bit scary. I was thinking of running my age in miles that day, as the older I get the more miles I’d have to do (duh!).  But now I’m not so sure.  See, I’ve planned a three day extravaganza of debauchery.   Well maybe only two (Thurs & Sat as I’ll likely need Friday to recover from Thurs haha).  The thing is that my body doesn’t recover like it did back in the days (haha I sound real old now).  I guess if I take it easy Friday night — and I plan to watch El Laberinto del Fauno and take it easy — maybe I can still do it? I still got a few days to decide.

Alright back to putting my nose on the Monday grindstone.  Lots and lots to do!

Also: Natalie over at NoNo2YoYo is having a giveaway, plus that post I just linked too also has sweet info about Project Feed Me which is soooo cool.  Sign up! (and tell her that I was the one you found out about this from)

AND re: Spanish TA. I’m not sure I believe the rumors and it’s literally one or two things I’ve heard from other ppl.  Definitely not giving up yet

It’s Make It Work Time

For real yo.  I put off quite a bit of work this weekend in favor of watching my Spanish show (which I just finished the second season — I started it Thursday!) and chilling with my friends.  But I’ve been quite productive too. I banged out not one but TWO French papers, generated a bunch of GeoPhysics data, did my busy B.S. work for Spanish and flushed out a couple of slides for my independent research presentation.  Just need to get cracking on my research paper proposal (which won’t be a big deal) for my GeoPhysics class and maybe spruce up my powerpoint a bit more.  Holler to productivity!

In addition to all that I got a SPLENDID run in as well.  This week has just been my week.  I only was planning on 6 or so miles just to get me out in the amazing spring-like weather (mid to upper 60s, sunny, eeeek!) but I was running so fast — which I’m happy to be saying a lot lately — that I couldn’t stop myself from tacking on an extra 2.6 miles to hit 8.6 on the day.

This means that I’m 97.8% sure I hit 60 miles for the week.  So much for trying to cut back?! Oh well my body is feeling great and nothing is hurting.  Definitely not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Everything just felt so good though and I know I’ve been, like, gushing about my running but something this week just clicked between my legs and my mind and my heart.  I really think it has to do with my mind being in a much happier and less anxiety ridden place in the past few weeks.  This translates to effortless running and a feeling of floating through the air.  If I could bottle this up and sell it I’d be a freaking kajillionaire.  For realz.

As I don’t have anything interes Oh yes I almost forgot: Hot-Spanish-TA update haha.  (I should change the title of this blog to Spanish-TA-Stalking-Maiden no?) Well on Thursday last week all the TAs were having a sangria party and it was mentioned to me at the spanish table thing I went to on Wednesday and an invitation was sort-of extended.  I’m wicked awkward so I’m not really sure.  In any case that was his FB status Thursday and I, in jest, commented that “since it was mentioned to me I should be extended an invitation”.  Definitely not expecting to go or anything.  Well, Friday night I got a message back saying that “Oh no, just got your message this [Friday] morning.  Next time!”.  Soooooooooo we’ll see.  I’ve heard rumors too that he’s not into women but I’m not sure how much credit I’m going to give it.

And I only have one Bash photo to show you as my friends are lazy with putting theirs up and I had to scour through ppl whom I don’t know at all to find this one (I’m on the far right in the light purple dress). Enjoy!

Fast long runs = greatness

¡Hola! Very lazy Saturday for me, feels like Sunday though.  Luckily it’s not.  Today has been all about the Spanish show that I’m 100% addicted too. I watched 4 episodes yesterday and have already watched 3 today.  At this rate I’ll be caught up soon.  I need to wean myself off these binges as once I get caught up I’ll have to wait for the weekly airings! Surprisingly I understand a lot more than I thought I would; sure I don’t get all the words but I’ve been able to follow the plot as well as catch some of the (slower spoken) dialogue. Heh.

Anyway I’ve been relaxing because of last night being the Bash. It was fun, not super fun, but I had a good time.  It felt like a regular dance but all dressy.  Which was great but the novelty of it wore off pretty fast.  All in all I’m glad I went but eh, not the greatest night of my life.  Pics to follow, likely tmrw, as my camera is non-existent and my friends haven’t posted theirs on FB yet.

I woke up this morning to clear sunny skies and nice cool temps.  Perfect for a long run.  For the first time this week I actually went LESS than planned.  I planned out a 12-13 mile route but decided after 11.4 that it was enough to stop. And I’m oddly okay with it, which is a nice break from the add-on-the-most-miles-possible mindset that I tend to get caught up in.

My pace was rocking, roughly MP!  Craziness.  I’m soooooooooo enjoying my running this week and as Jess commented, maybe I don’t need to worry about cutting back this week if my body is feeling so good.  Music to my ears because I think this week will be a semi-high week, although I’m not really feeling like it.

Interestingly enough, or maybe not as it’s been the theme this week, the run didn’t feel as fast as it was.  My legs felt light though, which should have been a sign that things were looking up.  Now my legs are feeling a bit weak, the feeling of a strong run where you’ve left everything out there on the streets. So pleasant.

Not too sure what my plans are tonight as everyone seems to be hurting from The Bash but it’ll likely involved something low-key, rumors of bowling perhaps? If not, I’m sure that I wouldn’t mind bunkering down with a good movie and some good friends. In any case I’m going to get back to my Spanish drama — I’m so addicted I can’t spend that much time away from it haha. Anyone have exciting plans for the rest of the weekend / Saturday night?

Taking care of business

Last night I was lame.  Well I wasn’t per se but none of my friends wanted to go out.  Fair enough with the Bash being tonight.  I did have a semi-invitation to go to a Sangria Party at the house of all the TAs but I wasn’t really invited.  It was one of those things that is mentioned in passing and you’re never really sure if it’s serious.  So I didn’t go.  And I definitely needed the extra hours of sleep I was able to get in.  My eyes have been burning with sleep deprivation lately!

Since I didn’t end up going out I decided to get in a “short” run this morning.  So my planned rest day turned into a planned 5 miles.  And we all know how my planned runs have been turning out lately.  In reality I got in 7 miles.

Which means that yet again I had a good run.  A most excellent run.  My legs did feel slightly heavy at the beginning and I definitely thought to myself that this past week has been catching up to me but something in my mind and/or body must have clicked because my overall pace for the 7 miles was 10 seconds under my goal easy pace.  Holllller!

The weather was borderline bitter cold.  The actual temperature was mid-30s, definitely not cold at all, but the composition of the air was just awful.  I felt like the air was stabbing my lungs.  Weird.  It also looked and felt like it was going to snow but (very) luckily it didn’t.  I’m not ready for the snow yet!

But since I’ve been running in cooler weather my thoughts have been drifting towards what the ideal temperature (for me) is with running.  I usually just spout off on 50-60* but I think that’s just the most comfortable running weather.  I get to wear shorts and a tee-shirt sans gloves and (usually) the sun in shining.  But I think the ideal running (and I guess to some extent racing) weather is 30-40*.  I’ve been noticing that my pace just drops in the cooler weather with less perceived effort.  Makes sense: if I can keep my core temp lower longer than I can go further before my body really starts using lots of energy.

Time to start to prep for The Bash. And no, I’m not getting ready this early (don’t have to catch the bus for another 3 hours) but I want to get some of the “busy work” out of the way so I have less to do tmrw and Sunday.  Also I want to gush about how much I love this Spanish T.V. show that my profesora told me I should watch.  It’s such a drama and I’m loving every minute of it.  I’m not good enough at Spanish to understand most of the words but I can get the content and it’s hilarious!!

Enjoy your Friday nights and I promise to post Bash photos at some point.  But prolly not tmrw as my camera broke and I have to rely on stealing my friends pics from FB.

Let the good times roll

“What has gotten into you lately? Skipping exams, party multiple nights of the week, stalking TAs”. Direct quote from my friend last night at dinner.  Said in jest of course, but I just feel so relaxed.  Very weird because I’m the most tightly wound person EVER.  Incredibly hard for me to relax but that’s how I feel.

My audit became official today so I am no longer obliged to take the physio exam tmrw.  Part of me wants to but I haven’t even begun to study for it so I’m think that’s not going to happen.  Not a big deal at all and it means I can go out tonight.  Since I’m also going out Friday (the Bash) I will be partying multiple nights this week (again).  And yes, totally trying to run into (aka stalking) my Hot-Spanish-TA is an ongoing action.

Speaking of Spanish, last night was really fun.  Very awkward but very fun.  First off, I’m an awkward person in general.  For real. Second, the only ppl there were Hot-Spanish-TA, the other Spanish TA and the German TA (who speaks fluent Spanish).  And me.  Seriously.  Ummm did I mention that I only have 3 semesters of Spanish under my belt? Regardless I think I held my own.  I did realize that my Spanish, while terrible, is understandable (most of the time) and I am excited for next time, as this is really informal and we just sat around talking about things and getting to know each other.

Definitely put me on cloud 9 for the rest of the night. And clearly onto this morning because I had another great run.  3 in a row?! What is this? Haha.  Today I decided to roll the dice and just plan a 9 route because of the past two days.  Plus I wanted to see if running that way was a fluke or not.  I debated doing a tempo (and even tried for the first mile) but decided against it because my mind wasn’t focused at all.

The miles passed quickly and easily.  Except for when a mangy little poodle came out and ran after me.  The owner was really nice and apologetic but I couldn’t help but notice how BIG the teeth were in relation to the rest of the damn dog. Although I prolly could have punted it if it had tried anything (can you tell I’m not a dog lover? heh).

In the end it was a good call running the 9.  My legs are feeling incredibly strong and I like having one big route to do rather than start off with a shorter route and have to add multiple stuff to it.  Breaks me out of “the Zone”.

I’ve been really enjoy the zen time that my mind/body is having on these runs.  My body just seems to be taking over and knows what it needs to do.  Like I mentioned yesterday, the stars just seem to be in alignment lately. However, I risk breaking that if I go out tonight  (as I really want to do to see Hot-Spanish-TA) because I’d prolly take a rest day because, as I discovered last week, running after 4 hours of sleep (while I ran amazingly) kind of kills the mental sharpness for the rest of the day.

Some corework was done as well this morning.  I did:

• Plank
• Rows (sit on your butt and extend your body almost fully – as close to the floor as possible- then contract your abs to pull yourself back up)
• Bicycles

I’ve noticed less of a “burn” feeling during my normal core exercise (even though I rotate) so I’m likely going to have to google some new ones.  Who knows when I’ll get around to it but that’s the plan Stan.

Time to go off to do some work and hope that I run into Hot-Spanish-TA. But first…The Facts of Life

Sadly this is the last installment — and doubly sad is the fact that there’s only 3 of them

61. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

62. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Bud Lights than Kay.

63. The other night I ordered takeout, and when I looked in the bag, saw they had included four sets of plastic silverware. In other words, someone at the restaurant packed my order, took a second to think about it, and then estimated that there must be at least four people eating to require such a large amount of food. Too bad I was eating by myself. There’s nothing like being made to feel like a fat ass before dinner.

Cycle of good running continues

Good afternoon all! My Wednesdays have become less stressful after changing physio to audit as I don’t have to go the labs anymore (still going to class, doing the last lab writeup and taking the test.  Just no 3-hour lab!).  Now that means that I have three hours to do all my other work.  Plus 4 loads of laundry!

But this lower stress (and knowing that I can balance everything) is leading to more good running.  Yet again I had a 0600 run that was stellar!  It was a bit on the cold side — prolly around 32*, and I was quite chilly when I was in the shady spots.  Once I was out from under the trees and in the sun I was practically overheating.  Gotta love this sunshine.

Like yesterday I set out for a shorter distance than I ended up doing.  But I was, apparently, flying and went for another 9.  I figure that I’ve been “suffering” pace wise for a while so I’m going to enjoy this cycle of fast strong stuff.  Even if I don’t feel fast.  Not that I’m feeling really slow either but there is a noticeable difference in the feeling in my legs.

Despite still being sleep deprived there is absolutely no heaviness in my legs, including the start of my runs.  I just feel ready from the get-go.  A great feeling to be sure and, although I never *dread* runs, I’ve been really looking forward to it lately.  Albeit with some trepidation as I don’t know when the cycle of good is going to switch (yup total glass-half-empty person haha)

But I have two theories as to why my past few runs have been great:

1. Cut back week.  It may not have been that much but a decrease of 10 miles might have just been the break that my legs needed.
2. Daylight saving time ending.  Because in reality I’m running an hour later than normal if you think about it.  Definitely could be a factor because I’ve noticed this kind of a difference in time (and with no other variables changing) when it’s 0800 vs 0600 running.  So maybe my legs just don’t like 0600? Hopefully they don’t wise up anytime soon about the time change.
3. I am so less stressed (as I’ve talked about ad nauseum) and feel content.  I can’t remember the last time that I didn’t have a knot of anxiety in my stomach.  Happiness = good running.  Always
4. Combo of all three.  Which is what I think it is. Funny how things align at just the right moments.

Today’s total? 9 miles.  I even wanted to do more but I needed to shower and get ready for my day. Which I’ve been trudging through.  I’m actually off to the “Spanish Table” where a bunch of ppl just hang out and chat in Spanish.  My prof told me that I should go to practice my Spanish and I agree with her but it also helps that Hot-Spanish-TA is going to be there.  I’m actually pretty nervous to go and not speak English.  Kind of intimidating actually.  But I’m sure when it’s all said and done I’ll be happy

Note re: the French porn I had to watch.  It was for my class because we’re finishing up the book and my prof wanted us to be able to compare the two.  Biggest difference? The movie was basically 100% sex and the book was about 50% sex.  Haha.

And now The Facts of Life, because I need to laugh at something or risk the butterflies in my stomach causing my to vomit. Pleasant I know.

56. Even if I knew your social security number, I wouldn’t know what do to with it.

57. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, hitting the G-spot, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey – but I’d bet my ass everyone can find and push the Snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time every time…

58. My 4-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How the hell do I respond to that?

59. It really pisses me off when I want to read a story on CNN.com and the link takes me to a video instead of text.

60. I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit.