Fitness goal number 2

The Teton Dam 10k was about 2 and a half weeks ago. I did well for myself. The course took me about an hour and 20 minutes which is my fastest time. It felt pretty excellent. Except the past 2 and a half weeks I haven't exercised at all and my candy and unhealthy consumption has skyrocketed. Basically, I feel like I have totally regressed. Any weight that I lost I'm going to gain back and then some if I don't stop. Through this whole 10k thing I learned that I am only motivated to exercise when I have to, when something is making me, so I'm doing the triathlon in Ridgecrest this fall. Starting Monday I will work my butt off.

Update on my shoes. I fail. I have some pictures but I lost my camera which was really smart of me. So I have to find that piece of technology. Also, I learned that there is a reason I don't wear some shoes as often as I do. OW! And these things look innocent. I developed a huge blister on the back of my ankle. Then I went to the lake and dirt got into it, so I cut off the skin so I could get the dirt out and not cause and big icky mess in my leg, as much fun as that sounds. I'm wearing my comfiest shoes until this thing is gone or at least away enough that shoes that hit in the exact right spot don't make me want to tear my feet off. In addition I have a gnarly sunburn on my back and I don't give a crap. Not sleeping well does that too a person. So here's to me getting over my back and healing up my foot, or locating enough dollars to buy some bandaids to cover the blistered spot. Oh, and my camera. That too. Where did I put that thing?

Now for the real reason I'm writing this post. None of my favorite cousins are online to talk to me right now to talk to me. And I think my roommates started ignoring me in their efforts to go to bed and do homework. I don't understand. Isn't watching Christy make a sad face so much more important? How does that even make sense? I already talked most of this out to Chelsea and was just sitting around making a sad face, but feel the need to talk about it more. It's still stuck inside of me, no matter how nicely I say, "Dear Feelings, Leave now. Please"

It's story time! One of my very favorite and best friends up here is a guy named Bryce. (and it's totally ok that I'm writing this. We're cousins! 4th cousins but that's another story) The first time that I met him was almost a year and a half ago, now. He texted his sister, Esther, who was and still is my favoritest Esther roommate, a question about his AP lit homework. Fairly fresh from AP myself I helped Esther answer. (Her brain was way too bogged down with college-y English stuff. or something) In an attempt to get around a rather awkward dinner with roommates, a roommate's boy friend, and that boyfriend's friend, I took Esther's phone and proceeded to text Bryce. We ended up texting for about two hours. Pretty impressive according to me. I saw him another time that semester and it was a little awkward. It probably didn't help that he walked in on me and my roommates taking pictures with our superman cardboard cut out. I saw him for about 3 seconds in the fall when I came to visit with my mom and Rachael. Still weird. The first time I saw him this year he was singing Boys, Boys, Boys by Lady Gaga really high and it was hilarious. I laughed at him and still do. That's his ringtone now and he can never live it down, no matter how much he shakes his head at me.

Anyway, back on topic, Bryce is a wonderful, wonderful person who I cherish to pieces. I feel like I can tell him anything. I can be my most ridiculous and my most serious, though that doesn't happen too often. Last week I had a drama with an old friend to deal with and it was stressing me out. The three people that I told it to were Arianne, Rach and Bryce. He was so helpful calming me down. I haven't been his friend that long, but he's quickly moved up the ranks of my closest confidants.

Recently, Bryce got his mission call. He's leaving in August. I'm going to be in Idaho for the couple weeks between school ending and Bryce leaving so I hope I'll be able to see him then. But after that, he'll be gone for two years. At about his year mark I'll be putting my own mission papers in and getting a call. I realized this weekend that after August I won't see him for at least 2 and a half years, but probably somewhere closer to the three year mark. Right now I don't feel like I can handle it. 2.5 to 3 years is a long time to not see one of your best friends and it doesn't help to know that I am an awful letter writer. I hope I can get better. I need to for my own sanity.

The Dam Marathon

In case anyone didn't know I did do the Dam 10K just like I said I would. I'll update with pictures when I get them from my parents.

A shoe a day

I have a challenge for myself. I am going to wear a different pair of shoes everyday until I get though all of the shoes that I have up here. It'll take 30 days. Here's the picture from the beginning of this event. If I can work my computer and it's abilities correctly I should be able to cross off each pair as I wear them. Everyday, I'll try to post a picture of me in my shoes. Some days will definitely look better than others. We'll see how it goes. I'll post the shoes I am wearing now tonight. It works better for me. If anyone feels like joining me I think they should. I'm actually pretty excited to have to put some effort into what I am going to wear. Maybe it'll make me look more put together.

I would also like to say that I got my hair cut yesterday. I love it! I did it today and it looks smashing. Especially since I put make up too. I'm pulling out all the stops!