Happy Sunday all! I know that EE loves her Mondays and while Thursdays will always have a place in my heart as the best day of the week (always has been too) I think Sundays are a really close second. Granted this semester I actually have been doing lots of work on Sunday but I try to make sure that it’s a semi-relaxing day. I can kick back a bit running wise (LR = Saturday) and maybe work wise because I do lots of work Friday and Saturday, leaving me free to either get ahead or read. Or do a bit of both.
Today has been a rare Sunday this semester where that is the case, and it feels weird. As I type this (and probably will end up posting it later than now because of the facts I included at the end took me awhile to think of) it’s 1530 and I have yet to crack open a book! It’s also been weird (or rare I guess) that I actually awoke to my alarm this morning. I guess lack of sleep + loud people in hallways not letting me get to sleep = alarm. Oh well, I was having a pretty weird dream that left me feeling out of sorts.
Also weird? My recovery run. I would have thought that my legs would be all tight this morning but nope. I did wear my cheap-o recovery socks yesterday which may have helped but it was strange. I did still have to stretch a bit before but nothing like what it has been recently. Also I did feel a bit weak in the ankle but that’s not too weird as 19.3 miles is a long way to run (yesterday not today haha — that would be one heck of a recovery run)
But the run itself was weird. It was slow enough to still be recovery (average pace was 9:22, very speedy considering the other ones this week were 9:45-9:50) but it was quick enough to feel it in my legs. My quads felt a bit heavy by the end but I never felt dragging. It felt more like I was putting in a solid effort. Maybe a little ill-advised for a recovery run but I am 100% certain that my Monday run will be slow because it’s typically slower than Sunday.
Nothing else really to say about the run or anything. The weather still held up: a bit chilly but no rain which is nice. The past two days were suppose to be rainy but I lucked out hardcore. Tomorrow? Maybe I won’t but eh to that.
So since I don’t really have much to report (and I never put up a short post ha) I’ll acknowledge that I was tagged by Laura and received:
But the jist is that I share 6 things about me then tag you to do the same (and I’m tagging anyone and everyone. If I’ve commented on your blog, you’ve commented on mine or even if you lurk here )Y’all are gorgeous! And I’ve been tagged with these things in the past so I apologize if you’ve already read some of these before. I’m too lazy to check what I’ve said before haha.
- I really want to be an endocrinologist. I interned in the sports med dept at Children’s Hospital this summer with an endocrinologist and the stuff she would talk about was absolutely fascinating
- Before graduating high school I only saw running as a means to an end and that it only was good for keeping my butt in shape for volleyball and basketball
- My family eats dinner really early (between 1700 and 1730) and it was such a “culture” shock to find out that people eat at 1900 when I got to college
- This training cycle has made me fall in love with speed work. I get butterflies in my stomach thinking about my next session, like a first date
- Country music also has my heart. I was born and raised on the stuff and made fun of when I was little because of it. I do listen to other stuff but country will always be what I gravitate towards.
- I’ve fully embraced the Lady GaGa craze. Sarah would be proud.
I was also tagged by Sarah with:
And the deal-io is that I tell you 7 things and 6 of them are truth. One lie. Guess the lie. (Yup I switched it up. You guess the lie now). Because I had too much fun reminiscing about what I wanted to put as the truth! Plus I think the award is saying that I lie a lot. Not sure how I feel about that
- I flirted with wanting to be a writer when I was little and even wrote a book on StoryBookWeaver to send to a publisher (never got sent though)
- I went through a huge party girl phase in high school and can’t really remember parts of my sophomore spring and junior fall
- I failed all my high school physics exams. Funny because I’m a physics major and tutor now
- When I was little I fell and smashed my mouth on a plastic bin which pushed my two front teeth up and back into my gums. Luckily I was still young enough that it didn’t affect my adult teeth and I have a near perfect smile.
- Also on an injury note, my brother (who BTW is 10 years younger than me) threw a golf club at me and broke my nose. I think it looks slightly crooked but people tell me that they wouldn’t have noticed in I hadn’t told them.
- I’ve only been out of the country once (and it was France not anything easy like Canada or Mexico), I’ve never been off the East Coast, and I’ve been out of NE only 4 times.
- I was convinced I was going to be an Olympic Gold Medalist in swimming and had mock Olympics every summer in the pond I live on when I was a young’un
And yet again I tag all y’all.
Hopefully you guys found it interesting. I love it with other bloggies do this so hopefully you’ll pick up the ball and roll with it.
But enough writing. I’ve got to finish up my work with this physics lab. I hate writing lab reports. It’s not difficult per se but it’ s very hard for me to put together my thoughts succinctly and straight to the point the way scientific writing requires. So it takes me foreverrrrrrrrrrr. And I should start. Like hours ago hahaha. Like when I started to type up this post.
Enjoy your Sundays (or what’s left of them!)