I am sooooo sorry, my avid readers, for not posting this sooner. I wrote it on Sunday but wanted to read through it before posting but didn't have time . . . and now it's super late. Ah, well. Here goes . . .
Finished all the workouts on the agenda this week! Here is next week's schedule:
Monday: Run 4 miles and light upper and lower body weights
Tuesday: Run 12 miles
Wednesday: My choice of cross training and light upper and lower body weights
Thursday: Run 6 miles
Friday: Run 8 miles and light upper and lower body weights
Saturday: Run 6 miles
Sunday: Rest day
It's exactly the same except the long run on Tuesday is up two miles. It goes up two about every week. Except every fourth week is an easier week to give my body time to recuperate and heal.
David finished his last day of school on Friday! Woohoo! And I will see him in . . . three stinkin' days! Pretty stoked for that.
Today I have half a mohawk. I spiked up the back of my head with gel and bobby pins. It's kinda weird, but I like it. Guess I'm kinda a true drama kid at heart. Somewhere deep, deep in my heart. Eh.
Hoooookay. What has happened to me this week . . . My mom's been awfully sick so I've been picking up the kids from school and doing a lot of errands for her. Cleaning a lot too. I would have done that regardless--clean freak. She's feeling a ton better which is super lucky since tomorrow I start work and I don't expect to have much free time . . . Add that to all the hours I have to spend at the gym training and having a life. . . busy, busy!
Tomorrow I must leave for the gym at 5:20 in the morning to complete my stinkin' workout before work. Normally I won't start work until 11 a.m., but tomorrow is orientation so it's earlier . . . I cannot wait for my normal work schedule to pick up. I feel like I'm dying without a set plan of activities every day!
Okay, so back in the first semester of college, my roommate bought us a fish and a crab for our dorm room. Except they died. Luckily, we had a 9 week warranty so we just brought the bodies back to Walmart and got new ones. Which also mysteriously died. I swear on my life I remembered to feed them!
After much deep thought, meditation, and careful study of the fish tanks at Walmart, we discovered the reasons for our woe.
The darn creatures needed warm water and were dying of cold. Sheesh. We stopped replacing them then because we couldn't afford to waste the money needed to buy ever a cheap water heater for our mini jar-tank. But a few days ago I realized I still had the fat jar and tons of goldfish food!
So I said to my sister, Catia: "I have a jar . . . and a LOT of fish food. I need a fish," and promptly went out to remedy the situation.
I bought a male Betta fish and named him Spongy. And then I felt bad about his tiny, boring, lonely enclosure, so I bought a little tank, some fake coral, a little 'no skinny dipping' sign, some fake greenery, lots of little pebbles for the bottom of the tank, some big pretty jewels for the bottom, and another fish! A female Betta. My sister named her Katie. I also ended up buying special Betta food and blood worms for them to eat after realizing that there was a reason my goldfish food said 'goldfish' on the bottle. Who knew all kinds of fish didn't eat the same thing?
Apparently Bettas are really violent fish. Which I had read about online and was the reason I bought a female to keep my Spongy company. Because the males are supposed to be the violent ones. But when I stuck the two together, Katie tried to eat Spongy's tail! I thought maybe it was some mating ritual thing but after a quick internet search discovered that was NOT the case, stuck my finger in the tank and gave Katie a little flick.
Male Bettas are GORGEOUS, p.s. The females . . . not as much.
I ended up having to stick Katie in the jar I had originally had Spongy in with a few sparkly jewels to liven up the scenery.
The sexes just can't get along in any species, can they?
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Life Is Easier With No Goals Or Aspirations
Alright, it is time to start working on number 6 of my list of 21 things to do before I am 21 years of age. Number six is . . . Drum roll, please!
Run a marathon.
I am going to run the Heart of American Marathon on September 6th, 2010, in Columbia, Missouri.
I did a crap load of research about how to train for a marathon and then combined what I had learned/gathered from different sites, and made my own training schedule. Posted here at the end of the week will be the schedule for the upcoming week. It is an 18 week ordeal and starts this Monday.
P.S. I am not crazy by jumping into the training so fast--I already run seven miles a day. This schedule actually decreases my weekly mile total. It just is to get me used to running for longer. Building up mental endurance and all that.
Monday: Run 4 miles and light upper and lower body weights
Tuesday: Run 10 miles
Wednesday: My choice of cross training and light upper and lower body weights
Thursday: Run 6 miles
Friday: Run 8 miles and light upper and lower body weights
Saturday: Run 6 miles
Sunday: Rest day
And there you have it, folks! Wish me luck! I'll cross off the days as a complete them . . .
Run a marathon.
I am going to run the Heart of American Marathon on September 6th, 2010, in Columbia, Missouri.
I did a crap load of research about how to train for a marathon and then combined what I had learned/gathered from different sites, and made my own training schedule. Posted here at the end of the week will be the schedule for the upcoming week. It is an 18 week ordeal and starts this Monday.
P.S. I am not crazy by jumping into the training so fast--I already run seven miles a day. This schedule actually decreases my weekly mile total. It just is to get me used to running for longer. Building up mental endurance and all that.
Monday: Run 4 miles and light upper and lower body weights
Tuesday: Run 10 miles
Wednesday: My choice of cross training and light upper and lower body weights
Thursday: Run 6 miles
Friday: Run 8 miles and light upper and lower body weights
Saturday: Run 6 miles
Sunday: Rest day
And there you have it, folks! Wish me luck! I'll cross off the days as a complete them . . .
Friday, April 30, 2010
ZzzzZzZZZZzz . . .??
I need SLEEP!
Unfortunately I happen to be one of those messed up people who struggle each and every night at drifting away into sweet, unconscious bliss.
Sigh . . .
School is out for the summer! First year of college . . . OVER! Woohoo!!
Today I spend up towards five or six hours cleaning and moving back into my room and connected bathroom at home. Pretty spiffy. Even smells like disinfectant in here. Some corners were kinda sick--even found ants at one point. Groooooss.
I love cookies.
My daddy makes chocolate chip cookies every Sunday after church and I'm pretty psyched for this Sunday. Been a few weeks ;).
Woooow, so I totally felt like super woman when moving out yesterday. Well, technically two days ago since it's now 2 in the morning. But anyhow . . .
I moved all my possessions down two flights of stairs completely BY MYSELF. And some of those boxes/bags weighed over double my weight, I swear. My dad was impressed when he got there and there everything was: waiting ten steps away from where he parked the car.
Okay, ten steps is an exaggeration, but it was close. As close as I could have guessed at.
P.S. The girls in my hall did offer their services on several occasions, but I'm just real . . . snotty and hate people I'm not close to being in my space touching my stuff. I know it's not the same thing; it's all boxed up, but I still didn't want the help.
Gosh, I know this isn't really interesting, but I needed to do something to pass the time!
I do have more to write about all that happened to me today . . . but no one will read a blog entry that's too long so this is enough for now.
Goodbye, world.
Mwahahahahahaha!
Unfortunately I happen to be one of those messed up people who struggle each and every night at drifting away into sweet, unconscious bliss.
Sigh . . .
School is out for the summer! First year of college . . . OVER! Woohoo!!
Today I spend up towards five or six hours cleaning and moving back into my room and connected bathroom at home. Pretty spiffy. Even smells like disinfectant in here. Some corners were kinda sick--even found ants at one point. Groooooss.
I love cookies.
My daddy makes chocolate chip cookies every Sunday after church and I'm pretty psyched for this Sunday. Been a few weeks ;).
Woooow, so I totally felt like super woman when moving out yesterday. Well, technically two days ago since it's now 2 in the morning. But anyhow . . .
I moved all my possessions down two flights of stairs completely BY MYSELF. And some of those boxes/bags weighed over double my weight, I swear. My dad was impressed when he got there and there everything was: waiting ten steps away from where he parked the car.
Okay, ten steps is an exaggeration, but it was close. As close as I could have guessed at.
P.S. The girls in my hall did offer their services on several occasions, but I'm just real . . . snotty and hate people I'm not close to being in my space touching my stuff. I know it's not the same thing; it's all boxed up, but I still didn't want the help.
Gosh, I know this isn't really interesting, but I needed to do something to pass the time!
I do have more to write about all that happened to me today . . . but no one will read a blog entry that's too long so this is enough for now.
Goodbye, world.
Mwahahahahahaha!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Nemesis
I have a nemesis.
She is approximately 12 years old, chubby, and has blond hair.
Remember those two little girls I mentioned in the Entomology Rescue entry?
Well. I ran into them again early Saturday afternoon on the track. That's literal. I almost took one out.
So there's two of these girls: one had dark hair and is tinier than a toothpick. She was wearing tank tops both times I saw her. I am going to call her Anna because she looks like an Anna. The other one is blond. She is really . . . heavy up top. But her legs are super skinny. She wears her jeans like a gangster guy (reallly saggin' down) and it looks like they're just to small for her to pull up to where they're supposed to be. She can't be more than twelve years old and she's already wearing vast amounts of crappily applied make up. It's easy to tell that she totally thinks she's 'all that' as she wants around with her chest stuck out, bossing tinsy little Anna around. I am calling her Nemesis.
I've never had a Nemesis before, this is slightly exciting!
So I'm running on the track and Nemesis decides it would be so funny to run in the opposite direction of everybody else! I mean--haha! What a riot! How could that NOT be funny?? Anna grabbed Nemesis's arm, attempting to rein in this blast of immature childishness but was quickly beaten down.
Of course, when Nemesis gets this run-in-the-wrong-direction-laughing-not-watching-where-she's-going idea I'm pretty close to her and Anna and she bloody barely misses being taken out by my super, high-speed running. Sigh, so annoying.
Anyway, I really shouldn't pick on her so much-she's just a kid-but I was never that misbehaved as a kid. Neither were any of my siblings.
Nemesis's next idea was to take off her flip-flops and try to peg the basketball players on the courts below the track with them. So she stood on the railing and threw her shoes at them. And then she threw Anna's shoes. I was planning to stop as I ran by and berate her for it but I think she read the expression on my face as I was getting closer and quickly ran off to get her shoes.
Nemesis and Anna left the court after that.
I swear I'm not picking on Nemesis just because she's chubby. But the fact that she so obviously hasn't been taught proper manners by her parents makes it easy to pick on her other faults.
There is no reason for a kid to be over weight. They're kids, for heaven's sake. They're metabolisms are in full gear and they should like to run around and play. If they're fat it's because:
A.) their parents let them watch television/play video games too extensively when they were young and so they have been taught it is the norm to sit on their butts all day. Or,
B.) their parents are too lazy to make healthy food and so the kids are given cake and cookies when they're hungry instead of real food. I mean, I'm not even saying you have to give your kids celery and raisins. Or spend two hours in the kitchen cooking before they come home from school. Just real food like . . . a PB&J sandwich. Even microwavable chicken nuggets. Anything except pre-packaged sugar crap!
And yeah, pre-packaged sugar crap is okay every once in a while. Just like having cookies and milk after school is okay every once in a while. But not every day!
Side note: this generation is so lazy!
My last final was today. I leave for home Wednesday! Woohoo!
I really love Lost as well. Just finished the second season today.
Anyhow . . . time to get off to bed. I love you world!
That's a lie. I only love some of the world. But I'm sure I'd love, or at least like, the rest of it if I only got to know it!
She is approximately 12 years old, chubby, and has blond hair.
Remember those two little girls I mentioned in the Entomology Rescue entry?
Well. I ran into them again early Saturday afternoon on the track. That's literal. I almost took one out.
So there's two of these girls: one had dark hair and is tinier than a toothpick. She was wearing tank tops both times I saw her. I am going to call her Anna because she looks like an Anna. The other one is blond. She is really . . . heavy up top. But her legs are super skinny. She wears her jeans like a gangster guy (reallly saggin' down) and it looks like they're just to small for her to pull up to where they're supposed to be. She can't be more than twelve years old and she's already wearing vast amounts of crappily applied make up. It's easy to tell that she totally thinks she's 'all that' as she wants around with her chest stuck out, bossing tinsy little Anna around. I am calling her Nemesis.
I've never had a Nemesis before, this is slightly exciting!
So I'm running on the track and Nemesis decides it would be so funny to run in the opposite direction of everybody else! I mean--haha! What a riot! How could that NOT be funny?? Anna grabbed Nemesis's arm, attempting to rein in this blast of immature childishness but was quickly beaten down.
Of course, when Nemesis gets this run-in-the-wrong-direction-laughing-not-watching-where-she's-going idea I'm pretty close to her and Anna and she bloody barely misses being taken out by my super, high-speed running. Sigh, so annoying.
Anyway, I really shouldn't pick on her so much-she's just a kid-but I was never that misbehaved as a kid. Neither were any of my siblings.
Nemesis's next idea was to take off her flip-flops and try to peg the basketball players on the courts below the track with them. So she stood on the railing and threw her shoes at them. And then she threw Anna's shoes. I was planning to stop as I ran by and berate her for it but I think she read the expression on my face as I was getting closer and quickly ran off to get her shoes.
Nemesis and Anna left the court after that.
I swear I'm not picking on Nemesis just because she's chubby. But the fact that she so obviously hasn't been taught proper manners by her parents makes it easy to pick on her other faults.
There is no reason for a kid to be over weight. They're kids, for heaven's sake. They're metabolisms are in full gear and they should like to run around and play. If they're fat it's because:
A.) their parents let them watch television/play video games too extensively when they were young and so they have been taught it is the norm to sit on their butts all day. Or,
B.) their parents are too lazy to make healthy food and so the kids are given cake and cookies when they're hungry instead of real food. I mean, I'm not even saying you have to give your kids celery and raisins. Or spend two hours in the kitchen cooking before they come home from school. Just real food like . . . a PB&J sandwich. Even microwavable chicken nuggets. Anything except pre-packaged sugar crap!
And yeah, pre-packaged sugar crap is okay every once in a while. Just like having cookies and milk after school is okay every once in a while. But not every day!
Side note: this generation is so lazy!
My last final was today. I leave for home Wednesday! Woohoo!
I really love Lost as well. Just finished the second season today.
Anyhow . . . time to get off to bed. I love you world!
That's a lie. I only love some of the world. But I'm sure I'd love, or at least like, the rest of it if I only got to know it!
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Lazy Cakes
It is time for another one of my stunningly entertaining blog entries!
Ha.
Anyhow, today I decided to start packing--spending maybe an hour on the task just to kick it off to a good start. Five hours later I am not only all the way packed, but have scoured every little minuscule speck of dirty out of every secretive little corner in this room.
Moving the mattresses and bed frames? Serious arm and abs work out ;P.
I know I'll have to vacuum again before I actually get to leave next week but I'm trying to avoid it at all costs.
I own so little! Heavens!
On to something entertaining . . . There's a new Office episode tomorrow!! Totally going to make my week!
Gosh . . . I have had a terribly boring week.
I decidedly am obsessed with Lost. Along with the Office.
I love Dairy Queen ice cream. I hope they are around in heaven ;P.
Tsk, tsk. Let us all hope something earth shattering happens to me tomorrow for me to write on. I can't disappoint my plethora of readers another time (again--haha)!
*static, static, buzz*
Cassi Marie out!
*static, buzz, static*
Ha.
Anyhow, today I decided to start packing--spending maybe an hour on the task just to kick it off to a good start. Five hours later I am not only all the way packed, but have scoured every little minuscule speck of dirty out of every secretive little corner in this room.
Moving the mattresses and bed frames? Serious arm and abs work out ;P.
I know I'll have to vacuum again before I actually get to leave next week but I'm trying to avoid it at all costs.
I own so little! Heavens!
On to something entertaining . . . There's a new Office episode tomorrow!! Totally going to make my week!
Gosh . . . I have had a terribly boring week.
I decidedly am obsessed with Lost. Along with the Office.
I love Dairy Queen ice cream. I hope they are around in heaven ;P.
Tsk, tsk. Let us all hope something earth shattering happens to me tomorrow for me to write on. I can't disappoint my plethora of readers another time (again--haha)!
*static, static, buzz*
Cassi Marie out!
*static, buzz, static*
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Everything Is Better Mild
I have had a mildly frustrating day thus far.
That's pretty much all I had to say.
Transferring colleges is such . . .a pain. No one seems to know anything. No one is helpful. No one likes you! And why would they? They don't know you.
Psht. Sigh. I've done all I can today.
Two finals on Monday. One on Wednesday. One a week from Monday. Should be a breeze.
Ish.
Lots of cleaning to do this week to move out.
Many people to call about work . . .
Sigh.
What do I want right now?
Not to sleep.
Not food.
I don't even know!
How terrible!
Off to run . . .
That's pretty much all I had to say.
Transferring colleges is such . . .a pain. No one seems to know anything. No one is helpful. No one likes you! And why would they? They don't know you.
Psht. Sigh. I've done all I can today.
Two finals on Monday. One on Wednesday. One a week from Monday. Should be a breeze.
Ish.
Lots of cleaning to do this week to move out.
Many people to call about work . . .
Sigh.
What do I want right now?
Not to sleep.
Not food.
I don't even know!
How terrible!
Off to run . . .
Monday, April 12, 2010
21 Before 21
Except for the first two things these are my 'fun' goals. I better print this out and stick it on my mirror otherwise I'll be scrambling the month before my 21st birthday (haha).
1. Get a dog. CHECK
2. House train that dog. CHECK
3. Plan and do a skit like 'Improv Everywhere.'
4. Direct a play.
5. Be in another play.
6. Run a marathon. CHECK
7. Play in a Missouri thunderstorm. CHECK
8. Slap someone as hard as I can. CHECK
9. Take self defense classes.
10. Learn a decent amount of ballroom dance. CHECK
11. Take and ace ballet II.
12. Start regularly volunteering.
13. Record a CD.
14. Finish my book.
15. Hug a complete stranger and pretend that I know them.
16. Think of a funny tradition to start with my future kids.
17. Pull an all-nighter. CHECK
18. Be able to do the splits.
19. Sleep outside without a tent.
20. Sleep in an igloo. CHECK
21. Go on a picnic with a real picnic basket. CHECK
1. Get a dog. CHECK
2. House train that dog. CHECK
3. Plan and do a skit like 'Improv Everywhere.'
4. Direct a play.
5. Be in another play.
6. Run a marathon. CHECK
7. Play in a Missouri thunderstorm. CHECK
8. Slap someone as hard as I can. CHECK
9. Take self defense classes.
10. Learn a decent amount of ballroom dance. CHECK
11. Take and ace ballet II.
12. Start regularly volunteering.
13. Record a CD.
14. Finish my book.
15. Hug a complete stranger and pretend that I know them.
16. Think of a funny tradition to start with my future kids.
17. Pull an all-nighter. CHECK
18. Be able to do the splits.
19. Sleep outside without a tent.
20. Sleep in an igloo. CHECK
21. Go on a picnic with a real picnic basket. CHECK
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