Today I ran a half marathon. I am still in disbelief… I have been training for 10 weeks and finally had the chance to complete the goal I spent countless hours striving towards. It feels great to be able to say that I crossed that finish line (sprinting I might add!!!)
I wanted to list my favorite signs I saw along the race before I forget what they said:
“You’ve been training for this longer than Kim Kardashin was married”
“Worst parade ever”
“Smile if you peed a little bit”
“Chuck Norris never ran a marathon”
“Child labor is worse… trust me”
“You have stamina… call me”
I thought these were hilarious! It was such a cool atmosphere to be able to hear and see tons of people support and cheer on strangers to accomplish this great goal of theirs! It kind of stunk being passed by people by I finished with a time of 2 hours and 14 minutes which is about 4 minutes longer than I wanted… but I’m still okay with that!
According to my RunTracker app, the course was actually 3.5 miles so that makes me feel a little better!!
On a different note, I start the first day of my internship tomorrow so I’m headed to bed! It’s an hour drive so I’ll be waking up around 6:30 AM!!! Wish me luck nobody!
First off I’d like to mention that every time I want to write out the date of my birthday I am so inclined to end with my birth year instead of the present year which probably means I have been filling out way too many forms online or shopping sites.
But let me digress and talk about the real reason of this post! My birthdayyyyyy! And not just any birthday but the day that pretty much every under age college student looks forward too… their 21st birthday!!!! (insert any and every alcohol-related emoji and/or smiley face with their tongue sticking out the side).
Every year I try and make a little goal for myself that maybe I can accomplish by my next birthday. Last year at this time I was in Germany studying abroad with amazing friends and told myself that I had been playing it “safe” for far too long and this next year would be a little more wild. I wanted to shake things up and be known for starting the fun… I remember thinking of a quote I saw that said “be the woman who steps out of bed and the devil says ‘oh shit, she’s up’” well… I definitely accomplished that and some.
This year my goal is to express my feelings more and to become more mature/classy. You’re probably pausing to say “hm… this bitch must be crazy because her goal is to be classy…” but yeah.. I honestly want to be more put together and a person of high class (but not the snobby kind).
When I think of high class I think of someone who is respected and admired. One extremely weird/random example I always happen to think of is Ryan Seacrest. Okay… you are allowed to judge me now… but seriously.. if you think about him and any television program or radio network, he is an extremely classy individual. Every time I have witnessed anything he has done I happen to think about his composure. I was not blessed with this composure… I have the tendency and urge to say whatever comes to mind and to be inappropriate in situations that I should really remain quiet. If something comes up I want to be more honest and I want to become a person that will just be quiet sometimes!
I’ll pause and say that this is extremely contradictory to my first goal, to express my emotions more. This is where my blog comes into play. At first I started this blog to post pictures of things I love on Pinterest and other tumblr sites I follow but then I realized that this could be an extremely healthy form of outlet. I have so many thoughts in my head at all times that I replay over and over… it’s exhausting to try and fall asleep at night.. so I believe expressing to the internet full of no one listening is perfect.
I mean.. I have a diary that I try to write in but I become way to ADD and start drawing in the corners and circling words… I like to be a little more organized and I believe this is the most organized I can get for now.
Anyways… I’m off to bed (yes, at 9:30 PM on my 21st birthday) because I will be waking up at 4 AM tomorrow (or maybe 430 I haven’t planned everything out yet) to prepare/drive to Cleveland to run in a half-marathon. I am beyond excited and nervous and a bundle of emotions but mainly I am tired from last nights festivities.
I’ll post tomorrow with how the race and celebrations went.