Junior year running debut!!!!

I’m baackk! Sorry for the lack of posts; the beginning of the school year (especially junior year!!) is a stressful time. I’m currently procrastinating on my vocabulary homework (which I will regret later) which is why I have time to write a post.

I was injured and banned from (real) running until last Sunday (the 15th). I then had two modified workouts and three easy runs before making my junior year running debut at the biggest meet of the season, Oatlands.

And guess what!??! I PR-ED!!!!! BY 22 SECONDS! AFTER AN INJURY AND ON THE HARDEST COURSE OF THE SEASON!!!!! I guess all the aqua-jogging my coach made me do paid off! Needless to say, I’m extremely pumped for the rest of the season. This course contained some awful, awful, awful hills that I would have been happy to do without, but literally the only real downside of the entire race was right before the 2.5 mile marker where there was a famous hill simply named “The Hill.” I hadn’t done a hills workout in weeks because of my injury, so I had a lot of trouble getting up and over it. It took me probably until close to the 3 mile marker to fully “recover” from it, and then I only had .1 miles anyway. I finished pretty strong and was thrilled to round the final turn and see the time on the clock.

We have two more big invitationals on fantastic courses, so I’m really pumped for them. I feel like Oatlands was just the kick in the pants that I needed, because I now know that I can finally run with the girls whose backs I’ve been looking at for two years. 😀 Another plus is that we have two full weeks until our next invitational which gives me extra time to really get back into shape. I think I have a 30-45 second drop in me, but I’ll be happy if I just PR again. Even if it’s only by 7 seconds or something.

I haven’t done abs in a full week, so I should probably do that. Maybe some push-ups too. Or I can sit in front of the TV shoveling doughnuts into my mouth to celebrate my return to running… 😉


Rant about unsupportive parents and the fact that I’m injured and wouldacouldashouldas

I know, I know. It’s not nice to say bad things about your parents for the whole wide world that is the Internet to see. But what if said parents are completely unsupportive, clueless, and just generally mean? Does that give you the right to yell at about them?

Let me give you some background knowledge. I don’t live with my dad (for various reasons) which does warrant some flexibility as far as parental support goes. My mom, however supportive she may be, is crazy busy…like all the time. She does her best to stay interested in my running obsession, but sometimes when I’m blabbering about Milestat and other teams and invitationals while she’s doing dishes and making dinner and working from home, she kind of just tunes out (which is easy for her to do since all she has to do is turn off her hearing aid).  My dad, however, is unemployed, doesn’t really have friends, and has plenty of time to learn about the lovely sport of cross country and all the fun stuff that comes with it. At the very least, he could try to be enthusiastic about  it. There’s just a small problem- he HATES running. It doesn’t interest him in the slightest and he doesn’t make any effort to even look engaged if I’m telling him that I got a PR or something. It really hurts my feelings but I can’t tell him that because he won’t care and that’ll just be worse. The fact that he’s so clueless is probably the worst. My team and I are in the local newspaper all the time because we’re pretty successful, but I walked into my dad’s house the other day and guess what was pinned up on the refrigerator? An article about my school’s….baseball team. There is nobody in my family on the baseball team. I asked him why he had that pinned up and not one (or many) of my running articles and he responded, “I thought your brother (who plays baseball) would want to read it. And I thought you’d be interested. It IS your school after all.” Excuse me!??

Some more hurtful stuff that he does (or doesn’t do): Sometimes I call him and say, “Dad, guess what, my school is ranked #5 in the state!” He responds (and I’m not even kidding), “Okay. Why are you telling me this?” Usually I sigh and just say, “Never mind.” Then he goes, “Okay, can I talk to your brother about baseball/football/paintball/soccer?” Also, he doesn’t even care enough to learn what my sport is called. He called me the night before a big cross country meet saying, “Wait…did you want me to come to that track thing?” To non-cross-country-ers (or even xc people!), this is probably not a big deal. But it’s my DAD. He should at least know the NAME of the sport I’m doing, if nothing else!!!

What makes his lack of involvement worse is the fact that my teammates’ dads are so nice and know more running-related stuff about ME than my own father does! Yesterday in the invitational that I didn’t run at because I’m injured (more on that later), at least two dads came up to me and said, “Oh no! Kathryn, what happened? Why aren’t you running? I hope you get better soon!” I didn’t even recognize some of them. The fact that they knew a) who I was, b) that I was injured, and c) that the varsity team was suffering without me made me feel half really good, half really sad that my own dad doesn’t know that stuff about me but dads that I don’t even know are talking to me about my injury.

I could go on for pages and pages about all the stuff that my dad doesn’t do or does do that is self-esteem-crushing and doesn’t help in the slightest. But I won’t. I’ll just hit a pillow or something.

Anyway, I’m injured! Did I mention that? I think I did. Whatever. Ever since that terrible hills workout last week after my Silver Diner feast, both lower legs have been bothering me. My coach “diagnosed” me with the fact that because my knees rotate in when I run, it’s been putting unnecessary stress on my lower legs, so my legs (especially my ankles) have been complaining. I feel super-fatigued when I run for longer than one second (it’s just my legs though, that feel tired, which is weird; my arms, lungs, head, etc. feel fine) I didn’t run in the meet yesterday (that was annoying) and my exercise schedule has looked something like this since last week:

Tuesday: Hills      Wednesday: terrible “easy” run where I was in a lot of pain     Thursday: first part of the workout but I had to stop         Friday: I was going to aqua jog but they wouldn’t let me into the pool so I didn’t do anything       Saturday: meet that I didn’t run in    Sunday: 60 minutes aqua jogging

Tomorrow I’m supposed to go aqua jogging again and I think I should do the hip strengthening exercises that my coach prescribed (to correct the over-rotating-knees issue) along with abs and possibly push-ups. Then maybe I’ll ice-bath my feet and ankles. Fun times!! (sarcasm) No running for me until at least Wednesday 😦

This is random but…did you hear that Anna Rohrer, the defending Foot Locker national champion, broke her foot? I was so bummed when I heard about that! I was really rooting for her. I watched the championships last year because four people from my region went and she seems like a really fast, amazing, genuinely nice person. I hope she gets back into it in time for Foot Locker!!

This is also random… I’ve been looking up healthy substitutions in unhealthy recipes for my favorite foods and today I decided to make Black Bean Brownies. Among other things, this recipe calls for a can of black beans, some pumpkin paste, honey, and cocoa powder. They. Were. Absolutely. Disgusting. Not even my thirteen-year-old-brother-who-eats-anything would eat them. I have no idea what I’m going to do with them. I consoled myself by making a pan of normal unhealthy delicious chocolatey brownies with two cups of white sugar in them 😉

Well, this has been an extensively long post covering multiple subjects and now that I’m not running for days and days, maybe I’ll have time to write more!

I’m not gonna check for spelling/grammar errors because honestly, who cares?

First day of school/Silver Diner/welcome-back-workout

Today was the first day of my junior year!! Upperclassmen didn’t have to go to school until 11 because there were 3 hours of freshmen orientating in the morning. It included super fun activities like group jump rope and a scavenger hunt around the school!!!! (note the sarcasm) Thank god we didn’t have to do stuff like that my freshman year. Our school implemented this new “happy-joy-let’s-orientate-freshmen-by-having-them-take-part-in-kindergartener-activities” program during my sophomore year. Phew. (Dodged a bullet there)

Anyway, because we had time in the morning, my friend and I decided to go to Silver Diner (a local 50’s-style diner complete with juke boxes and all-day breakfast!) for breakfast. I’ve been eating pretty healthy for the past few days, so I thought, “Hey, why not go all out to celebrate the first day of school?” I ordered a Chunky Monkey milkshake, two huge blueberry pancakes with butter, scrambled eggs, and a stack of bacon. It was so delicious. My friend, who once ate an entire bag of Hershey’s Kisses in one day and still ate normally for the rest of the day, ordered french fries, bacon, and a chocolate milkshake. (Then she had her normal stack of 5 cookies for lunch). Our breakfasts were delicious, and we had fun putting quarters into the juke box and choosing songs like “You’re the one that I want” and “Hello, I love you.”

We got to school and had probably an hour to kill, so we wandered the halls and said hello to some people that we knew. Because school started so late, classes were only about 20 minutes today, and so far I love all of my classes…except for one of them. Out of the seven classes I’m taking, six of them are IB (I’m in the International Baccalaureate program). One of them is a normal level psychology class. Now, there’s a reason I don’t take normal level classes. I walked into class and it was full of lazy seniors that are only taking psych to fill their schedule and don’t actually care about the class. Needless to say, I’m choosing another elective and getting out of there as soon as possible!

We had a delightful Crime and Punishment test in English (first day back- they certainly don’t waste any time). I hardly remembered anything that had actually happened in the book. Oh well. After school, it was probably 90 degrees and we had a lovely hill workout! There were 3 of our top 7 and then our 8, 9, and 10 girls. It was really hot and I could feel the effects of my pig-out feast from this morning. We did 4 long hills and one short one, and on the short one I basically staggered to the finish and collapsed on the grass. Not fun

Tomorrow we’re waking up early to go to our 6 am Pilates class before school! Sooo fun!! (not) It’s a good way to start the morning, though, and I hear we’re doing a Starbucks run afterwards. Hopefully it’ll be fun; peaceful exercise and a Java Chip Frappucino make for a nice start to the day.

Because of my pig-out today, I definitely have to eat healthy tomorrow (except for the Frappucino). I already made my breakfast and lunch and they will be delicious:

Breakfast: smoothie with banana, frozen raspberries, dinosaur plum, non-fat yogurt, wheat germ, almond butter, and honey. I tasted it and it is sooooo good! I can barely restrain myself from drinking it right now. (I thought the dinosaur plums were nectarines until my mom looked at me like I was an idiot)

Lunch: “salad-in-a-wrap” (lettuce, spinach, cucumber, tomato, and lite Italian dressing in a tortilla), carrots and hummus, banana, and sugar snap peas

My mom is forcing me to finally grow up this year and make my own lunch. (I know, I’m a junior in high school, I should have been making my lunches for years, right? But my mother is awesome in that respect) I’m thinking this will last maybe a week or two, and then she’ll just end up making my lunches again. Hehe 🙂

All in all, a pretty good first day back! Hopefully the rest of the week will be good, too. Our first invitational is on Saturday!