"Be the change you wish to see in the world"
Life comes at you fast you know. Sometimes it comes at you at 37 miles per hour on your bike and sometimes in the form of 4 years in a place that's been your second home.
Let's start with my new speed P.R. though shall we? I went biking this week (as per usual) but something special separated Wednesday from most normal bicycling days. You see the wind was 22 miles per hour. Which...when you're going 20mph on a bike, is really quite horrendous. So I decided to gain a psychological advantage over the wind and over myself. I did the first 20 miles of my bike ride into that ridiculousness. Literally, I was killing myself just to maintain 13mph.
I am a soft spoken, easy-going person, I don't use foul language. But after 20 miles I couldn't take it anymore. I actually cursed at the wind. Just picture it. I'm on a country road in the middle of nowhere. No town, no houses. Just me, and my bike. I pull off to the side of the road and get off my bike. I stare at the sky. And I yell curse words that no one can hear into a wind who's howls drown out my words.
And then I turn around. Just like that the wind and I are friends again. My 13mph of struggling turns into 25mph of flying. As I turned a corner I went down a hill, that on the way out I managed to climb at 10mph. On the way back I switched into a big gear, leaned down on my bike and pedaled. I looked down at my odometer/speedometer and saw that it read 37 miles per hour. Which is pretty legitimately fast for a car, much less a bicycle where the only thing between me and death if I fall is my 40 dollar helmet. But in that moment, I didn't feel like I thought I would. I didn't feel any fear, I didn't think about falling off. All I thought about is that this must-MUST-be what flying feels like.
As for the years flying by, a scary realization hit me this week. I was sitting in the chapel of my school thinking of a day about 5 years ago. As a senior in high school, I had sat in the very same chapel on my very first college visit. During that college visit I realized that this place was where I was meant to be. Never before had I felt such a strong feeling about where I needed to be. This past Wednesday I sat in almost the exact same place in that exact same chapel, almost exactly five years ago and I realized that in this same place I have to decide where to go next. The overwhelming sense of irony at the situation caused my to tear up a bit, as I realized that my time at this place where if felt so strongly that I needed to be has now come to an end. Furthermore, I no longer feel like this is where I need to be. Which is scary. And yet exhilarating. Just like flying down that hill. What else is scary is that I got "that feeling" at one of the schools (I'm not telling you which) that I needed to be there regardless of anything else. Just an innate feeling of what I should do. Call it a hunch, or intuition, or a calling. Whatever it may be I've felt it twice in my life and the first time I had it I was right.
So now to the decision: Do I stay in Wisconsin and go to the PsyD. program here? My family, my friends, my world is here. Or do I pack up my belongings and journey to California and have an adventure all to myself for the next five years?
Talk about going scary fast.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Little Girl on a Fast Bike in a Big City
"People always want to know what I'm on. What am I on? I'm on my bike busting my ass six hours a day" -Lance Armstrong
Milwaukee is not, sad to say, the best place in the world to learn how to bike. It may actually, be the worst. The roads aren't well kept, and the drivers are rude. Only select portions of the bike trails are paved, and oftentimes when you wake up in the morning you never know if it's going to rain or snow or be sunny and 80.
Over the past week, however, I've made it my mission to find the best way possible to tour this city on a bike. The first couple of times I ended up just doing multiple loops around places that I had run. I felt like some sort of ghost haunting the parkways where I used to do tempo runs and long runs and the roads behind our track where I used to do intervals.
After that I started getting more adventurous. One day I road down to Miller Park and did some fast laps around the Brewer's parking lot before finding a bike trail to head back down. Another day I followed a parkway that I thought was only 4 miles long (I used to do speed workouts on it) and I ended up making it almost 20 miles north.
I've also accidentally ended up biking on crazy busy streets or in really bad neighborhoods by accident. Because Milwaukee goes for miles and doesn't dead-end into country roads like my hometown does it's hard to know where a street will take you. The other problem about biking in Milwaukee is that the streets are often both bumpy and littered. There have been times where I'm so scared that I'm going to pop one of my tires because of the glass in the road or the huge potholes.
Oh, and one last thing about Milwaukee: The driver's do not care about you. It's not like they switch lanes to give me an extra couple of feet or drive slowly when passing me. Usually they blow by me, flipping me off as they go. Last year, when I started biking, I did a whole post about how afraid I was to fall off a bike. Now, I'm more afraid of falling off due to getting run off the road.
By Thursday I was finally getting the picture: I had to get out of the city. I took some back roads all the way to a different town and finally was able to get some speed. I ended up in the city of Waukesha and toured around there a bit.
Saturday, I went on my first group ride ever. The two guys that I went with have been biking for longer than I've been alive. One of them, 70 years old, completely destroyed me the entire ride. He said that with his team (yeah, he has a sponsorship at 70) averages 22-26mph for their entire rides. Safe to say I got my biking-short butt kicked my someone 50 years older than I am.
But that said, what they taught me about biking was invaluable. It's also becoming clear to me, that the adventurous side of me actually likes biking better than running. In running I can't get 25 miles away at the drop of a hat. I can't go exploring in other towns or country roads. And seriously "I ran 7 miles" doesn't sound half as cool as "I biked 50 miles"
Milwaukee is not, sad to say, the best place in the world to learn how to bike. It may actually, be the worst. The roads aren't well kept, and the drivers are rude. Only select portions of the bike trails are paved, and oftentimes when you wake up in the morning you never know if it's going to rain or snow or be sunny and 80.
Over the past week, however, I've made it my mission to find the best way possible to tour this city on a bike. The first couple of times I ended up just doing multiple loops around places that I had run. I felt like some sort of ghost haunting the parkways where I used to do tempo runs and long runs and the roads behind our track where I used to do intervals.
After that I started getting more adventurous. One day I road down to Miller Park and did some fast laps around the Brewer's parking lot before finding a bike trail to head back down. Another day I followed a parkway that I thought was only 4 miles long (I used to do speed workouts on it) and I ended up making it almost 20 miles north.
I've also accidentally ended up biking on crazy busy streets or in really bad neighborhoods by accident. Because Milwaukee goes for miles and doesn't dead-end into country roads like my hometown does it's hard to know where a street will take you. The other problem about biking in Milwaukee is that the streets are often both bumpy and littered. There have been times where I'm so scared that I'm going to pop one of my tires because of the glass in the road or the huge potholes.
Oh, and one last thing about Milwaukee: The driver's do not care about you. It's not like they switch lanes to give me an extra couple of feet or drive slowly when passing me. Usually they blow by me, flipping me off as they go. Last year, when I started biking, I did a whole post about how afraid I was to fall off a bike. Now, I'm more afraid of falling off due to getting run off the road.
By Thursday I was finally getting the picture: I had to get out of the city. I took some back roads all the way to a different town and finally was able to get some speed. I ended up in the city of Waukesha and toured around there a bit.
Saturday, I went on my first group ride ever. The two guys that I went with have been biking for longer than I've been alive. One of them, 70 years old, completely destroyed me the entire ride. He said that with his team (yeah, he has a sponsorship at 70) averages 22-26mph for their entire rides. Safe to say I got my biking-short butt kicked my someone 50 years older than I am.
But that said, what they taught me about biking was invaluable. It's also becoming clear to me, that the adventurous side of me actually likes biking better than running. In running I can't get 25 miles away at the drop of a hat. I can't go exploring in other towns or country roads. And seriously "I ran 7 miles" doesn't sound half as cool as "I biked 50 miles"
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
This Is Why You Don't Give Up
"The minute you think about giving up, think about why you held on for so long."
The past week of my life has amazed me. And I for one am astounded. I never actually thought that I would be able to run like I used to again. I figured that I'd be a recreational runner for the rest of my life. Not racing, just trotting 3 miles every other day to keep myself in shape.
But before I get to that I'd like to start with the past six days or so. Once my physical therapist assured me that as long as I work on my form nothing bad could happen to my knees I took it as the "o.k. go" to start biking as much as I wanted. Last Wednesday I got it into my head that I wanted to see if I could do 50 miles. I figured I could but that was the most I had ever biked (yeah, yeah, I know I'm a novice). So then from there it was like "can I do 100 in two days?" so....I did. I thought that would satisfy it. Until.... "can I do 150 in 3 days?" By the end of day 3 I was at 165. I celebrated at the 200 mile mark at day 4 until calling it quits at 43 miles. Day 5 I took it easy with 30 and at day 6 I did another 60. Bringing my grand total to 298 in 6 days. If you add in the miscellaneous biking that I did from my apartment to my college I'm easily at the 300 mark this week.
What's more confusing is that I feel awesome. Like i never have felt before. I don't remember feeling better after so much exercise in a long time.
So today I hopped on the Alter-G for my weekly run. Now, usually, I've been running at about 55% of my body weight and at the lowest 7 minutes-ish per mile. Which is respectable (remember that the less of your body weight the easier it is to go fast. But today two things happened which normally did not. 1.) We cranked it up to 65% of my body weight (i.e. I didn't feel like I was just floating in the air for once). and 2.) Seven minute pace felt slow. Really slow. So did 6:50. And 6:40. Somehow I settled into my run at 6:30 pace. In the last mile I cranked it down to 6:22. But here's what I don't understand: it felt really, really easy. I can't remember the last time that I ran 6.5 miles at 6:30 pace and felt awesome. Even during cross country season unless I was doing interval training I usually hovered around the 7 minute per mile mark.
I feel like I should be more excited about what kind of shape I'm apparently in, but all I can think about is how this possibly happened...and how it happened after 300 miles of biking I will never know.
But this is the lesson I learned: There's always a reason to not give up, as I was so close to doing.
So my dearest legs, I'm sorry for almost giving up on you. Thanks for not giving up on me.
The past week of my life has amazed me. And I for one am astounded. I never actually thought that I would be able to run like I used to again. I figured that I'd be a recreational runner for the rest of my life. Not racing, just trotting 3 miles every other day to keep myself in shape.
But before I get to that I'd like to start with the past six days or so. Once my physical therapist assured me that as long as I work on my form nothing bad could happen to my knees I took it as the "o.k. go" to start biking as much as I wanted. Last Wednesday I got it into my head that I wanted to see if I could do 50 miles. I figured I could but that was the most I had ever biked (yeah, yeah, I know I'm a novice). So then from there it was like "can I do 100 in two days?" so....I did. I thought that would satisfy it. Until.... "can I do 150 in 3 days?" By the end of day 3 I was at 165. I celebrated at the 200 mile mark at day 4 until calling it quits at 43 miles. Day 5 I took it easy with 30 and at day 6 I did another 60. Bringing my grand total to 298 in 6 days. If you add in the miscellaneous biking that I did from my apartment to my college I'm easily at the 300 mark this week.
What's more confusing is that I feel awesome. Like i never have felt before. I don't remember feeling better after so much exercise in a long time.
So today I hopped on the Alter-G for my weekly run. Now, usually, I've been running at about 55% of my body weight and at the lowest 7 minutes-ish per mile. Which is respectable (remember that the less of your body weight the easier it is to go fast. But today two things happened which normally did not. 1.) We cranked it up to 65% of my body weight (i.e. I didn't feel like I was just floating in the air for once). and 2.) Seven minute pace felt slow. Really slow. So did 6:50. And 6:40. Somehow I settled into my run at 6:30 pace. In the last mile I cranked it down to 6:22. But here's what I don't understand: it felt really, really easy. I can't remember the last time that I ran 6.5 miles at 6:30 pace and felt awesome. Even during cross country season unless I was doing interval training I usually hovered around the 7 minute per mile mark.
I feel like I should be more excited about what kind of shape I'm apparently in, but all I can think about is how this possibly happened...and how it happened after 300 miles of biking I will never know.
But this is the lesson I learned: There's always a reason to not give up, as I was so close to doing.
So my dearest legs, I'm sorry for almost giving up on you. Thanks for not giving up on me.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
I Adopted a New Bike
So, there I was, driving down a country road in the rain and I saw this bike and it's clearly nothing like my racing bike, however I needed to adopt it anyways.
But first let's be honest here. Gas is almost 4 dollars per gallon here in Wisconsin, and in California, its up to 5 a gallon! No matter where I end up living next year I absolutely do. not. need. a car. I don't have the money for that. So long story short, I was thinking about buying a second bike anyways. I didn't need anything fancy, just something to get me from point A to point B instead of using my car and wasting my gas. So I had looked at some bike stores at sales, but for something that I'm planning on chaining to a fence in Milwaukee of LA there was nothing "cheap" enough.
Back to my story of adopting a new bike. So I was driving along a country road as I said and I saw this poor, bike sitting there alone in the rain next to a sign that said $25. So naturally, I stopped. The man that was selling it said that he inherited a better bike about a month ago, but when he bought this one, he paid over $300 for it. He adjusted the seat for me and replaced the screw holding it in place.
My Lexa was in the shop so i took this one out for a spin. Riding around on a $25 bike instead of a $800 bike was actually kind of liberating. I didn't have to worry about denting it, or riding through mud, or choosing to scrape myself instead of my bike in the even that I did fall.
Maybe I'll take up mountain biking?
P.S. Please notice and admire the new pedals on my trek :)
Sunday, March 11, 2012
I Believe I Can Fly (Run)
"I'm always doing things I can't do. That's how I get to do them." ~Pablo Picasso
I went running this week. Well sort of. As much as running at 50% of my body weight counts for "real running".As you may remember I spent all of last summer training on the Alter G, a high-tech sciency looking treadmill. Quick recap...the Alter-G allows you to run at a certain percentage of your body weight and is an ideal way to ease back into running without running the risk of hurting yourself again.
When I first stepped on the Alter-G this past Tuesday I was a little bit mystified to say the least. Running...has sadly become so foreign to me that, as much as it pains me to tell you this, I forgot how to run. Yes, I did. The treadmill started moving and I was already suspended at the 50% and I just kind of lifted up my feet and started this awkward aqua-jogging movement. I literally forgot to put my feet down on the ground. I floundered around for a second until I got into the rhythm. But I made it. And that's the important part. Not only did I just make it, I ran 40 minutes at roughly 7:20 pace. As amazing as that was Thursday was even better. My knees have been giving me some grief as you all know, so I didn't think that I would get to run, but sure enough I was allowed to.
My heel, however, hasn't been giving me any problems. I feel like all of a sudden I had some sort of miraculous healing. In fact, I feel like I could run. I feel like I could fly sometimes (wouldn't you at 50% of your body weight?)
So not only did I get to run, I also have gotten back on the bike after a whole week off. Because, as I may have stated before, I'm an idiot and decided to do 250 miles of biking one week (including but not limited to 4 spin classes in 6 days. ) But luckily I've been taking care of my knee and taking it easy and working on my alignment.
According to my physical therapist, my long history of knee problems stems primarily from some alignment problems. When I do whatever I do...bike, run, climb stairs etc...my knees tend to bow inward because of some underdeveloped VMO muscles and some nonexistant hip strength (yeah. that one I knew) and just because apparently thats how my natural mechanics work and my body can't figure out how to do it correctly. So, he said that when I'm walking, climbing, biking, to just to be conscious of keeping my knees straight over my toes, even if it feels like I'm forcing them outwards a bit. And BAM! all of a sudden my knee starts hurting less and less every day. In fact, if I concentrate really, really hard during exercise they've actually been feeing better after biking and ellipticalling. Why? WHY? didn't someone tell me this crucial piece of information when I spend alllll last summer struggling through patellofemoral huh?
And I've also been doing quite a bit of yoga to work on core strength, hip strength, and knee flexibility. Plus the meditative aspect has been helping me quite a bit as well.
Oh....and the most important part? Today in Madison was a little exhibition called Bike O' Rama. There were many, many beautiful things there. Including these which came home with me. :)
I went running this week. Well sort of. As much as running at 50% of my body weight counts for "real running".As you may remember I spent all of last summer training on the Alter G, a high-tech sciency looking treadmill. Quick recap...the Alter-G allows you to run at a certain percentage of your body weight and is an ideal way to ease back into running without running the risk of hurting yourself again.
When I first stepped on the Alter-G this past Tuesday I was a little bit mystified to say the least. Running...has sadly become so foreign to me that, as much as it pains me to tell you this, I forgot how to run. Yes, I did. The treadmill started moving and I was already suspended at the 50% and I just kind of lifted up my feet and started this awkward aqua-jogging movement. I literally forgot to put my feet down on the ground. I floundered around for a second until I got into the rhythm. But I made it. And that's the important part. Not only did I just make it, I ran 40 minutes at roughly 7:20 pace. As amazing as that was Thursday was even better. My knees have been giving me some grief as you all know, so I didn't think that I would get to run, but sure enough I was allowed to.
My heel, however, hasn't been giving me any problems. I feel like all of a sudden I had some sort of miraculous healing. In fact, I feel like I could run. I feel like I could fly sometimes (wouldn't you at 50% of your body weight?)
So not only did I get to run, I also have gotten back on the bike after a whole week off. Because, as I may have stated before, I'm an idiot and decided to do 250 miles of biking one week (including but not limited to 4 spin classes in 6 days. ) But luckily I've been taking care of my knee and taking it easy and working on my alignment.
According to my physical therapist, my long history of knee problems stems primarily from some alignment problems. When I do whatever I do...bike, run, climb stairs etc...my knees tend to bow inward because of some underdeveloped VMO muscles and some nonexistant hip strength (yeah. that one I knew) and just because apparently thats how my natural mechanics work and my body can't figure out how to do it correctly. So, he said that when I'm walking, climbing, biking, to just to be conscious of keeping my knees straight over my toes, even if it feels like I'm forcing them outwards a bit. And BAM! all of a sudden my knee starts hurting less and less every day. In fact, if I concentrate really, really hard during exercise they've actually been feeing better after biking and ellipticalling. Why? WHY? didn't someone tell me this crucial piece of information when I spend alllll last summer struggling through patellofemoral huh?
And I've also been doing quite a bit of yoga to work on core strength, hip strength, and knee flexibility. Plus the meditative aspect has been helping me quite a bit as well.
Oh....and the most important part? Today in Madison was a little exhibition called Bike O' Rama. There were many, many beautiful things there. Including these which came home with me. :)
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Hold Your Breath!
So here's the deal. My two weeks are up on Tuesday. That's right. I get to run on Tuesday. Well....I don't get to "real life run". But I do get to run on the Alter-G. For those of you who don't know, I spent all last summer running on this contraption. So now that I got injured again, it's time again to go back to running at 50% of my body weight.
The thing is though, I'm not really that sure that I want to go running. For starters, I tweaked my knee this week. This was of course, all my fault because I'm am idiot and overdid the spinning this week. I don't think (I hope!!!!) that this knee thing is nothing serious. I can't imagine that cycling could do any damage to my knee. But still, for my first run I want everything to be perfect. I have quite enough to worry about considering my foot and the fact that I'm out of shape. I don't want to be worrying about my foot too. And furthermore, this is my first run back. If I don't have to cut it back due to my foot, it would be devastating if I had to cut it due to an injury that is completely unrelated to the initial injury.
So, in conclusion I'm going into hibernation these next couple of days. I was supposed to do a 2 hour spin today which I cut, and also another 2 hours tomorrow evening. But today, I decided to hop in the pool, and even that hurt my knee, as did the elliptical. So I decided to play it safe and stick with yoga for the next two days.
But really, that's not the point of this story. The point is that I'm seriously afraid to start running again. It has nothing to do with the fact that I tweaked my knee, it has more to do with the fact that I'm afraid that my heel will hurt. I haven't run in 17 weeks. SEVENTEEN weeks. But I still can't get over the fact that I think it's going to hurt.
If it does, I'm not really sure how I'll get over it. But, until then I'll be holding my breath and hoping that I make it through my first 30 minute run in almost 5 loooong months. I'm not even sure that I want to start running again.
I should stop complaining. I really am excited, even if I am more nervous to run again than I was for my graduate school interview. I can't imagine what it's going to feel like to run again, even if it is on a treadmill at 50% of my body weight.
Let's be honest. I'm so excited to start running again.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Marching Onward
"Now bid me run and I shall strive with things impossible" -Shakespeare, Henry IV
I just realized that February is over! And now it's time to review it and set some March goals. But first:
February was a big month for me so I'm a little sad to leave it. It met with a graduate school interview and so much improvement for both my mind and my body. I have a long, long, way to go but just looking at that list of goals does remind me how far I've come already. It amazes me that in just a matter of a month or two I've gone from being on crutches still to gearing up to run. And that I've gone from hating life because I can't run, to being O.K. with the fact that I can't. (well, mostly O.K.)
For March I'm excited to take my biking up a notch or two and start running a teeny tiny bit as well. The most important thing is to sidestep injury and stay on this healthy track that I'm on.
Most important thing I learned this month: In life, there's going to be a lot of uphills and downhills. It's important to keep a steady cadence.
I just realized that February is over! And now it's time to review it and set some March goals. But first:
February:
1. GET RID OF CRUTCHES!!!!!!!!!!!! -Done and Done. FINALLY!
2. Walk. All. The. Time. - I do, yes :)
3. Start biking outside. - Done! Though the cold weather has gotten in the way.
4. Start 2-a-day pool workouts- Well I did this for awhile.
5. Faithfully take calcium and vitamins. -Ehhh this could use some work
6. See a nutritionist. - I did it, I don't like it.
7. Get good grades :) -So far so good
8. Start weight lifting. -I squat religiously before spin class.
9. Stop complaining about weight lifting- Eh well, you can't win 'em all.
9. Stop complaining about weight lifting- Eh well, you can't win 'em all.
10. Find will to run again. - Tuesday anyone?
March:
1. Continue to weight lift/spin/swim
2. Work on eating correctly. Actually listen to and trust nutritionist.
3. Bump up weekly "long" ride from 45 to 50 miles.
4. Continue doing PT stuff religiously. I've fallen down on this a bit this month.
5. Decide which grad school I'm going to.
6. Buy legitimate cycling shoes.
7. Stop complaining about weight lifting.
8. Do a back-to-back spin class at least once.
9. Have one week of at least 300 biking miles.
10. Go running.
For March I'm excited to take my biking up a notch or two and start running a teeny tiny bit as well. The most important thing is to sidestep injury and stay on this healthy track that I'm on.
Most important thing I learned this month: In life, there's going to be a lot of uphills and downhills. It's important to keep a steady cadence.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Facts and Randomness
Go to bed with the confidence that tomorrow will blossom new
life. Just cause something's rough today doesn't mean it won't
\work tomorrow.
1. Sometimes I see people running on the sidewalk and I automatically hate them because they can run and I can't.
2. I feel really, really, out of shape despite the 30+ miles I've been biking every day.
3. I find listening to lectures in class and taking notes extremely relaxing.
4. I get nervous when people leave me voice mails. No. I don't know why.
5. Sunflowers are my favorite flower.
6. Male singers with high voices annoy me.
7. Ever since visiting California I've been more at peace and stopped trying to control the aspects of my life that I can't control.
8. I want to move to California for graduate school. But also for the weather. And so that I can start over certain aspects of my life.
9. I hate doing laundry.
10. Ever since getting cleared to bike I haven't so much as stuck my big toe in the pool.
11. I don't really want to go home for spring break.
12. I um.....might get to run next week eeeeek! (more on this later)
13. I gave up on pretending that I don't miss running.
14. One time I had trouble understanding subtraction and my teacher made me stay in for recess. I have hated math ever since that day.
15. I wish my hair grew faster.
16. My first celebrity crush was Orlando Bloom. It's currently Ryan Hall.
17. I have bad dreams a lot. When I do remember my dreams they're rarely pleasant. My most common one lately involves me having to do an ironman, finishing the swim and the bike and then remembering that I can't run.
18. I rarely return phone calls. I always return letters.
19. My self-esteem could use a little work.
20. I'm in the process of folding 1,000 paper cranes. There's a myth in Japan that says if you do this you will be granted health.
Happy Weekend Everyone!
life. Just cause something's rough today doesn't mean it won't
\work tomorrow.
1. Sometimes I see people running on the sidewalk and I automatically hate them because they can run and I can't.
2. I feel really, really, out of shape despite the 30+ miles I've been biking every day.
3. I find listening to lectures in class and taking notes extremely relaxing.
4. I get nervous when people leave me voice mails. No. I don't know why.
5. Sunflowers are my favorite flower.
6. Male singers with high voices annoy me.
7. Ever since visiting California I've been more at peace and stopped trying to control the aspects of my life that I can't control.
8. I want to move to California for graduate school. But also for the weather. And so that I can start over certain aspects of my life.
9. I hate doing laundry.
10. Ever since getting cleared to bike I haven't so much as stuck my big toe in the pool.
11. I don't really want to go home for spring break.
12. I um.....might get to run next week eeeeek! (more on this later)
13. I gave up on pretending that I don't miss running.
14. One time I had trouble understanding subtraction and my teacher made me stay in for recess. I have hated math ever since that day.
15. I wish my hair grew faster.
16. My first celebrity crush was Orlando Bloom. It's currently Ryan Hall.
17. I have bad dreams a lot. When I do remember my dreams they're rarely pleasant. My most common one lately involves me having to do an ironman, finishing the swim and the bike and then remembering that I can't run.
18. I rarely return phone calls. I always return letters.
19. My self-esteem could use a little work.
20. I'm in the process of folding 1,000 paper cranes. There's a myth in Japan that says if you do this you will be granted health.
Happy Weekend Everyone!
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