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Losing It

I HURT today, and not just like man my legs are sore.  Hitting my clutch on the drive to work this morning was legitimately painful, my IT band hasn’t hurt this much since before my PT last year, and my left knee is swollen, haha I am a mess.  I purposely parked on the top level of the parking garage so I could avoid all stairs.  If you missed my happy and cheery race recap, you can read it here.  Anyway, it’s supposed to hit 80 today so the roommates and I are grilling tonight, and I can’t think of a better way to spend a rest day.

I also seriously think I am losing my mind, either that or I need to dye my hair blond again.  This weekends happenings alone are a prime example.  On Saturday I had to venture into DC alone for the Cherry Blossom Expo, and I hadn’t used my Metro card in a while.  So while trying to look at it and figure out how much was left on it, I couldn’t for the life of me make sense of the numbers.  You see, I was looking at them vertically and trying to figure it out.  Don’t ask me why, clearly it’s obvious that your remaining balance is printing horizontally.

No, seriously, it took buying a new card to realize I still had $14 left on my old one.  Dumbass.  After leaving the expo I had to find my way from China Town to the Mall for my first kickball game of the season.  Don’t even get me started on how many times I walked in the wrong direction before finally figuring it out.  I need to take map reading lessons, even when Google Maps is telling me my exact location I walk around in circles.

Kickball was fun, even with the hail storm that assaulted us for 10 minutes before the sun finally came out.  I admit that maybe standing out in the freezing cold hail, playing kickball, the day before a race maybe wasn’t the best idea, but it was our first game!  Happy to say we won, and then my team went on to win our flip cup matchup without me while I headed home to rest up.  All that really means is I came home and spiked some Blondies with Bourbon (more on those later).  Oh wait, I had a point to make.

After playing kickball in the cold, and being rained and hailed on, I could not wait to get home and take a steaming hot shower.  In fact, it’s the first thing I did when I walked in the door, I even forgot to take my sports bra off before getting in.  Do I still have to wash it?  Dumbass moment number 2 of the weekend.

The final kicker?  While getting all my race gear together on Saturday night I moved my remote control out of the way, and not five minutes later could not for the life of me remember where I put it.  This happened last week too, so the place I found it the last time was the first place I looked.  No cigar.  Finally I gave up and just went to bed.  I finally found the remote last night in one of my dresser drawers.  Seriously, what the hell is going on with me?  I am too young to be losing my mind.

After the race yesterday, I had a lovely time at brunch with the roommates downing mimosas (I think I had 4) and destroying a plate of Oscar Benedict.  The rest of the day involved lounging on the couch, watching movies, drinking beer and eating blondies.  Not too bad if you ask me.  I’m hoping to do as little moving around as possible today, hopefully no one bothers me.


Ignoring the Problems

Things I will not talk about this morning; how I woke up feeling feverish with a sore throat and a cough, goals for Sunday, or anything race related.  Things I will talk about; the positive side of long distance relationships and things NOT to do when in one.  I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a jealous, jealous girlfriend, and when I went out to visit Dar I had to deal with meeting some people he, hmm how do I put this, had “fun” with recently before we got back together.  It was reallllly hard for me to slap a fake smile onto my face and get the “I will kill you” look out of my eyes, but I think I managed pretty well.  So as a jealous person, sometimes LDR are difficult for me which is when I think of these positive things!

Sure it can suck when you haven’t seen each other for 3 weeks and you still have 3 more to go and all you want is a giant hug, but really there are some positive things. Since I’ve spent a lot of time in the past 7 years in a long distance relationship, Darren and I for almost 3 years, Alex and I for 15 months, and now Dar and I have been doing it again for the past 3 months or so.  I thought I’d share some of the ups and downs and dos and don’ts of dating long distance.

+There’s tons of time for hanging with your girlfriends
When their boyfriends show up to take them home, you go home alone (or with two lovely roommates in my case)

+No one hogs the covers or bed at night
There’s no one to cuddle with at night except that lame stuffed bear you have

+You can watch all the crime TV you want without fighting over the remote
You’re sitting alone watching crime TV

+There’s no one to cook dinner for
There’s no one to cook dinner for you

+In the winter, there’s really no reason to shave your legs
Personal hygiene falls by the wayside

And now here’s just some tips I’ve picked up over the years on things to NOT do.  They might be more helpful for college students than anyone else, but still good points either way :).

  1. Don’t lie and say you’re not going out drinking only to get hammered and fall into a fire-place at a frat house (don’t worry there was no fire going), and then try to conduct your evening phone call with your significant other.  They’ll know your drunk, can’t hide slurring like that.
  2. Don’t put any pictures up on Webshots or Facebook of you hanging on other girls (or guys) unless you want to deal with an angry “Are you cheating on me” phone call.
  3. Don’t ignore your significant others phone calls three nights in a row and then claim you were busy playing poker or Halo.
  4. Don’t throw your cell phone against your wall and break it when your phone calls go ignored for three nights.  That doesn’t really help matters.
  5. Don’t bring someone with you to pick them up from the airport.  They’ll know something is weird with you.
  6. Don’t throw rules around like “don’t wear skirts” or “don’t drink” or “don’t smoke” because they’ll probably just get pissed off and do the exact opposite.
  7. Don’t be a hypocrite and tell your significant other not to go out drinking or to smoke and then do all those things yourself.

Maybe sometime in the future I’ll do a post on the things to DO, but I thought the DON’Ts were funnier.  Ah to be young and freaking stupid again.  Anyway, flashback Friday picture!


Summer 2004

Oh, and do me a favor and update your Google Readers or whatever else you use, because I finally changed my domain name to myverbalvomit.com.  Gracias!


Sigh… Life

Well I’m glad you all find Darren as amusing as I do!  Unfortunately I made the mistake of telling him that, and now he’s an even cockier SOB than usual.  Also, to further elaborate, Darren is a painter so he’s constantly in and out of people’s houses and telling me about their horrible decorating skills.  I think that also helps to explain why a paint brush is sexy to him :).

In other unfortunate news, I’m almost positive I somehow managed to strain my hamstring slightly.  It’s tight and sore (twss) and pulls all the way down through my calf when I try to touch my toes.  Which at the moment I also cannot do despite usually being able to go flat handed on the ground.  Sigh, life is such a PMSing bitch sometimes.  To compound that, along with sharing her wardrobe with me, my roommate Dani has also let me have some of her germs this week.  I’m popping gummy vitamins like it’s my job, hoping to keep this sore throat and cough at bay until after Sunday.

Anyway, so I didn’t run last night.  Instead I did 30 girly push-ups, drank two Corona Lights (ok officially cutting out the booze starting tonight!) and ate tacos with the roommates.  I think Tuesday dinners should always have a theme, just to keep them from sucking so much.  We’re thinking next week should be Asian.

Umm, so I’m not really sure what kind of work outs I’ll be doing the rest of the week, what with this nagging hammy pain and all.  I do plan on “racing” Sunday no matter what, I’ve had enough muscle strains, pulls, and tears in my life to know when they’re serious or not.  (Side note, one time I had a silver dollar sized hole in a muscle in my back.  It felt like a tight rubber band was constantly keeping me from bending over and would snap me back into place).  Yay for gymnastics injuries!

So who else is running Cherry Blossom this weekend?  Who’s run it before?  Any tips?  Like are there secret Porta Potties that are typically less crowded?  Will the metro realllllly get me there on time?  How crowded can I expect it to be?