Strength time, Quest bars, and quesadillas

I went to the gym on Saturday for the first time in months!!  I go with my dad because I’ve been too lazy to take the teen course that allows teens to use the equipment unsupervised, but my dad just leaves me to do whatever for the most part and does his own thing.

No body shots because I only take pictures of myself working out when I know no one can see (and judge) me.  Hehe.

I PRed in the shoulder press with two 20 pound dumbbells, but that’s not saying much because I don’t lift for PRs, I lift to get strong and cross-train for running!  I felt the burn as I did a descending ladder-type shoulder press by going from super heavy to heavy to kinda heavy to medium to light.  Ouch.

The other day, I went on Amazon and ordered a 12-pack “sampler” of Quest bars!  I’d heard fantastic reviews about them, so I decided that I would order the sampler pack in order to see which flavors I liked.  So far, I’ve tried chocolate chip cookie dough and strawberry cheesecake……

photo 4 photo 5BOOOOO.  I did not like them.  Why didn’t I like them?? I feel like an outcast now because 95% of fitfam peeps swear by the bars and are willing to die for them.  (I totally just made that statistic up by the way.)  Also, the outside is completely misleading.  When I saw the smooth texture, I assumed the entire bar would be smooth and creamy and delicious like real cookie dough.  Nope.  The inside is dry and gross.  Baking it made it slightly better, but definitely not like a real chocolate chip cookie like everyone on Instagram claims!

Anyway, I still have ten flavors left to try, so hopefully I’ll find one that I enjoy.  The artificial sweeteners are nasty, though.  I’ve never been a big fan.

In other news, I made the best quesadilla of my life today!  It was amazing.  Loosely based off of Hungry Runner Girl’s “Cowboy Quesadillas,” I included plain chicken, corn, tomato, black beans, and mozzarella cheese.  Pile it onto a tortilla, stick another tortilla on top, and cook on a frying pan on low to medium heat for about 3 minutes on each side.  Quesadilla heaven.

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Our first captains’ run was today, and a dozen people showed up!  (That’s a lot.)  Usually everyone skips because they’re on vacation or just don’t feel like coming.  The freshmen were underwhelmed, though– “I thought there would be more people here!”  Oh, just wait until August when official practices start and there are 130 kids on the track at the same time…

 

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Shots ‘n’ Starbucks

No, not alcohol shots. 😉

I went to the doctor today for a check-up and to get my physical filled out; I ended up getting two shots and a blood test!! Yayyy.  One of them requires two follow-up shots, and oh, did I mention it’s basically the most painful type of shot you can get??  Fantastic.  I may look innocent and nice, but I curse like a sailor.  When the woman stuck me with the needle for the second shot, I had to remind myself that there were little kids in the adjoining rooms that could probably hear me, so I made do with “Gaaahhh. FRICK. Hooollllyy…crud.” instead of what I actually wanted to say…

Stylin’ Band-Aid.

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After my shots, I went to get a blood test.  Because of the nature of the shots I’d just gotten and the potential for passing out (if that happened to anybody, it would be me), the nurse made me lie down with my knees up while she took my blood.  What a fun time.  I actually did not pass out, so I was pretty impressed with myself.

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I hope the doctors don’t think it’s weird that I request to step on the scale backwards every time I am there.  I realized it may come off like I have a body image disorder but in reality, I just don’t care how much I weigh.  I care how I feel. 🙂

After chilling with some puking toddlers and whiny brats, I treated myself to a Java Chip frappuccino from the traditional white-girl watering hole.  Don’t mind the Frida Kahlo eyebrows and the sloppy hair and makeup.  Today was a lazy day.

Oh yeah, using straws with my front teeth is not a thing.  Did I mention yesterday was the first anniversary of this pair of dentures?  Because it was.  We have been together for a year ❤

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Dessert was simple and delicious.  Black bean brownie microwaved for five seconds and one of the best peaches I have ever eaten.  Is there anything better than a perfect, cold peach?  I think not.photo 3-2

 

Tomorrow on the agenda is a partially soft surface run, strength circuit workout, relaxing at the pool with Henry IV (hello, English summer assignment), and possibly a trip to GNC for my first ever Quest bar!  I’m jumping on the fitfam train.  Maybe.

Quick rant:  I have to take the SAT again this fall because the first time I took it I didn’t study and therefore my score was good but not awesome, and this is going to cause me to miss the fastest course of the cross country season.  UGH.  The meet was cancelled last year because of flooding on the course, so I haven’t run on it since sophomore year when I didn’t train and was slow.  Sophomore year I ran a 20:28 on it after not training and also falling, and I probably could have run sub-19 on it last year.  Who knows what I can/could have run on it this year?  God I hope I can make the meet.

WHY DID I MAKE POOR SAT DECISIONS?  WHY DID NO ONE MAKE ME TAKE THE SAT IN MARCH INSTEAD OF MAY? I wish time-traveling was a thing.

Seven Picture Sunday

1.  My first run in two whole weeks!! I totally, completely, 100% look like an squinty eyed chipmunk is this picture.  Just ignore that.  35 minutes at a moderate (right now, it used to be easy) pace…it was fantastic.photo 1-1

2.  YOU’RE SO GOOD AT PARKING.  Some moron parked literally in the middle of the parking lot, so I could not leave.  The sass faucet was turned on full blast when the driver got back and asked, “Oh…are you trying to get out?” to which I replied “Maybe just a little bit. *fake big cheesy smile*”photo 1

3.  Yum.  Quinoa, black beans, tomato, parsley, lime, and salt and pepper.photo 2-1

4.  Black bean brownies!   My mom was extremely skeptical because the first time I made black bean brownies was a disaster, but this time they passed the brother taste test without me revealing the secret ingredient! Score: me, 1, mom, 0.photo 2

5.  Mom replenished my stock of almond butter packets…too bad I just finished the jar, too.photo 3-1

6.  Metro adventures once again.  I went to a baseball game with the same three friends but the Metro decided to stop running or something at 11:30 pm.  I was basically falling asleep on my feet in the middle of the Metro station.photo 3

7.  My legs may not be getting too much exercise (rest day again today) but at least my arm muscles look great! I’m trying out new strength routines that don’t require a gym membership. 🙂  Plus a new workout top from Sports Authority!photo 4

Bucket list and senior pix

My three best friends and I made a “List of things to do before college” bucket list a few months ago, and we’ve been looking forward to being able to check things off this summer!  Our personalities completely come through based on the ideas that we’ve added.  My dancer/health nut friend added things like “Take a yoga or Pilates class together.”  I added things like “Go skydiving!” and “Ski in bathing suits.”

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a few things on the list

One thing that was easy to do was have a picnic on the Mall.  On the last day of school we packed an adorable picnic basket (which was actually a pain in the ass to lug around) and Metro-ed into DC.  We had a picnic of watermelon, lemonade, and schmancy sandwiches (tomato/mozzarella/fresh-picked basil or cucumber/brie).

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After our picnic, we spontaneously went to some sort of army concert next to the Washington Monument and visited monuments for awhile.  I ended up walking miles in sandals, which was perhaps not the best plan.  My feet are still killing me.


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Today was my brother’s last day of school, so I got to revisit my old elementary school.  Holy crap, there’s a lot of kids.  Ten years ago there were maybe forty kids in each grade; now there’s probably 150.

I managed to navigate myself all over the southern part of the county today, and I’m quite proud of myself for doing so… I never go to those places.

Senior pictures sneak peek!  I still don’t feel like a senior.

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And another one.  My face frustrates me because I smile really really hard (so hard my face vibrates when I take pictures) and yet I still don’t look like I’m smiling that much.  Even when I make an “ecstatic” face, I only look mildly content.

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One more day until I can run.  I can do it.  The last few days have been SO HARD.  T-19 hours until my run!!!!

Nationals, break, and holy crap I’m a senior!!

Yesterday was the last day of school!  I am officially a senior!

I took senior pictures two days ago.  I’m not ready for this!

Starting off… so you know how I said I was taking seven to ten days off and then starting to run again?  Yeah, turns out I wasn’t allowed to do that.  I’m currently on day twelve of a fourteen-day break.  Fourteen days!  Two full weeks!  I don’t think I’ve ever taken more than eight or nine days off.  I’m going a little crazy 😉  My coach keeps reminding me that November 15th (xc states) is very very very far away, so it is important to let my body rest after a full year of abuse with only two off weeks.  “Focus on the long-term goal.”

This time around, I’ve been way more relaxed about the whole “you must not eat bad things and do strength/abs every day” thing.  Remember how draconian my rules were last time around?  I had a whole eating plan and made myself do strenuous ab work and weights and that sort of thing every day.  This time, I didn’t even bother making a “plan” because a) I had way more important things to do (i.e. studying for finals!!) and b) is it really going to be the death of me if I eat chocolate and cake batter froyo with toppings every day and only do abs when I want to? No way Jose.

Anyway! Let’s move on to the Nationals recap.  I didn’t go, obviously, but we sent four girls and four boys.  I watched the New Balance live webcast for literally three days straight… too bad Nationals fell smack dab in the middle of finals or I might’ve studied more and performed better on my finals. 😉  I still did pretty well so it’s okay.  It was a lot of fun to watch in school, though, because not only did my non-running friends get to experience the excitement of races, I raised awareness about our team!

My dog was really excited about the boys' two mile too ;)

Pretending to study for math but really watching the boys’ EE two mile

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IB is the bomb swiggity

Our boys’ 4×8 reset their own school record and finished second in the (not championship) 4×800!  Our fastest girl WON the (not championship) mile in 4:53!!  Two days later, she anchored our 4xmile team to an All-American placing with a 4:54 split, which fun fact was the fastest split of the race.  She’s crazy!!  Three of the four girls ran well, but one of them had just gotten back from a camp thing and split about 15 seconds slower than her PR.   (To be honest, if I had been on the relay in her place we could’ve gotten second and maybe first.  But I did need this break.)  Sad.  If they had all run their PRs, they would have been national champions!

My friend and I are cross country captains!  I’m so excited for this season.  Unfortunately, we are losing four of our top eight and our track coach thinks it’s the end of the world. (It kind of is.)  But he didn’t have to make a speech at the sports banquet saying, “This year’s team and seniors were so fantabulously amazing that we will never ‘have this chemistry’ (he actually said that) again and we should basically give up now because there is no way we will ever be this good again.”  Wow.  Thanks.  You have inspired so much confidence in those of us who are not graduating.

It’s so depressing because the last everything have been occurring!  Last sports banquet with the dream team.  Their last high school races.  I will never run another race with them again.  I’ve been running with them for three years; how the heck am I supposed to run without them?? 😦

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Last sports banquet with three of these girls 😦

We currently have four varsity level runners on the girls’ side.  Two seniors, one junior, and one sophomore.  This is an issue because you need five to score, and you really need six or seven because no team ever has every single runner have a great race at the same time.  My coach spent twenty minutes strategizing with us captains (wow, so weird to say that even though I knew it would happen), but we still do not have a solution.  The next best runners on our team are 6:30 milers.

Hopefully it will all turn out for the best.  Happy summer!  I need to come up with things to do to keep from being completely bored…I don’t have a summer job…

Oh fun fact: I was going through some old notebooks and discovered that I was an artistic prodigy when I was six. (This is a self-portrait.)

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I’m holding valentines in my hands

States was ridiculous

Time for the states weekend recap.  A horror story filled with blood, guts, and glory…. Kind of 😉

We left on Thursday after school.  I decided not to run the 4×800 because I wanted to be completely fresh the next morning for the 3200.  On Friday, our girls’ team ran a great race to get second place in the state, while our boys went crazy and finished third after being seeded seventh or eighth!  They reset their own school record.  Our girls ran two seconds slower than last week (they lost one second by switching fourth legs…so I’m still the fastest slowest leg 😉 ) but there was no way they could ever catch the team in first because that team set a new Virginia state record!

We went to Olive Garden for dinner on Friday night and I took carbo-loading quite seriously with two plates of salad, three bread sticks, and almost the entire plate of spaghetti and meatballs.  I went to bed around 10:45 pm.

Unfortunately, I woke up on Saturday morning and felt like crap.  I was nauseous and dizzy, and after going to the bathroom I realized I was also shaking.  Not like nervous shaking– actual trembling and I couldn’t hold my hand steady.  I just felt really weak.  I made it downstairs for breakfast where I ate my usual pre- morning race breakfast of an English muffin with almond butter and banana. After drinking a crap ton of water, I felt marginally better, but still not 100%.

The three girls who were running the two mile, along with a few boys that very nicely got up early to watch us race, left the hotel around 7:30 and headed to the track.  We warmed up, and unfortunately the sun was blazing.  It wasn’t that hot (probably 75 degrees, which is still warmer than usual) but the SUN was just sucking the energy out of everything.  I felt lethargic and still kind of sick.

I was really excited because I’d made it into the fast heat!  At my first ever open track event at states! There were 25 girls in the 3200, and they drew the line between heats at 11:20.  Remember what my PR is? 11:19.96, so I just barely squeaked in!  I was the very last seed in the fast heat, but surprisingly that made me excited instead of nervous.

Literally only ten minutes before the race, I went to the bathroom and discovered that Mother Nature had tapped me with her magic wand for the first time in five months.  TMI?  Whatever.   Great.  Fucking.  Timing.

The gun went off, the sun was blazing, and the first 200m felt great.  Duh.  When does the first 200 not feel great?

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400m into the race. Yay! I love running! This is going to be a fantabulous race!

At 800, I wanted to quit.  I’m not exaggerating.  It felt a lot harder than it should have, and I knew that this would not be a fun race.

We went through the mile in 5:36 or 5:37, which is PR pace for me.  Unfortunately, it felt a million times harder than it should have and I was ready to drop at this point.  To make matters worse, my senior teammate dropped out during the 5th lap, which made me feel half, “I should quit too” but also half “well, one of us has to finish.”  I went with the latter feeling.  The second mile was death, and I knew I had fallen WAY off pace when a coach yelled to another girl who was struggling in front of me, “88! C’mon!”‘

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The last three laps were a blur.  When the bell lap rang, I had fallen off so much that my goal was to get under 11:50…aka unbearably slow.  I was so out of it that I tripped over the track rail twice in 200 meters and barely made it across the finish line.  I vaguely remember some girl offering me water and then holding me up when I was actually unable to take the water from her because I was so tired and dead.

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finished…finally

Honestly, I’m not angry about my time.  I know that there were several factors that played into it, and I do feel like I gave it my all.  Almost every girl in that race had a mediocre/bad/terrible time, so I’m not alone.  Mine was just MORE terrible than theirs 😉

My junior year of running is officially over!  I am now on a seven-to-ten day break, and then I’m planning on running 20-30 minutes easy for about a week before starting real cross country training.  It’s been a great year, folks.  I have six hundred finals to study for.