Obsession. Eau de Problem

I might be getting an inkling on what an addiction feels like. Apparently, my inbox needs checking every 30 minutes or so, or I start twitching. Why won't the latest Match guy email me back about our date tomorrow? Will I have to stand up in front of nearly 100 people on Sunday and say things that will surely embarrass me? Why won't you people answer me already!?!?! Ahhhhhhhh!

My boss called about 10 minutes ago to vent. About nothing that I could change or make her feel better about. Not even just work related things. Her husband, her kids, the insurance guy. At least it made her feel better. It's hard to be the only one to vent to. I have all of you guys, on the other hand. Fake blogging life is great.

Anxietied and Frustrated

So, since I wrote last, I was invited by my pastor to join a Ultimate Frisbee team, got all excited about it, asked everyone if I should do it, said I would (and told everyone my decision) and then the invitation was withdrawn, due to other players asking their friends and them signing up first. Don't get your hopes up. I need to remember that.

Also, I become a member of the church by my house this Sunday. The pastor wants all of the new members to give a little talk about how they came to the church and what it means to them, DURING THE SERVICE. Um. No, I don't want to. I mean, I guess I could, but I am so so so uncomfortable talking about religion with almost everyone, even one on one. I have conditioned myself to believe that anything I say will make me sound stupid, because I know next to nothing about religion! Also, I have a feeling that being religious makes you unrefined and hick like and I do not want to be seen that way (cause I am so sophisticated). Of course, I have to consider my audience (thank you, Mrs. Hill) and know that it would be fine, but I told the pastor that I didn't want to do it. We'll see how she takes that.

Now how do you feel about rejecting me from your frisbee team?! Ha HA!

Running blues

I am loving running. Well, maybe not loving loving, but I do like the way that my calves look and feel after just a few weeks! I haven't lost any weight though, which is a bummer. It's probably due to the fact that I eat allthetime, and it is never good for me. Sigh. Hopefully that will change when the CSA starts at the beginning of next month.

I don't know if I trust the coaches in my running program. Who thought up that we should run on Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday? That means that we have Sunday, Monday and Tuesday off in a row (in case you didn't realize those days were 'in a row') then we have to run for the next 3 of 4 days. It's nuts, if you ask me (which you didn't, but you get my answer free of charge).

This week we ran 1.75 miles on Wednesday and I ran the whole time. I ran about a 10:30 mile! That's much faster than my earlier miles (~12:00). It felt pretty good. On Saturday... that was another story. I finally got up to get to the 2 mile group run at 7:30 in Verona. I am so sucky at morning runs. Death was surely upon me at some point on that shady, gravel covered trail. At my low, my hip hurt, my knee hurt, I couldn't breathe and my whole left foot was asleep. I didn't run the whole time, which is embarrassing. All in all, I only walked for probably 2 minutes, but still. How am I ever going to run 5k (about 3 miles)?

unexplained cat invading my blog

Holy Hormones Batman!

5 minutes into 101 Dalmatians, and I am crying like a baby. I need a dog. And possibly a life.

Its May. Thank God

It's Monday and I am happy, calm and rested. What is wrong with this picture? Nothing, I say. This is how it should be, always. My weekend was full of friends, exercise, fresh air and freedom.

The things that I enjoyed most about going to Trempealeau with my friends wasn't the canoeing that we planned. It was the random, spontaneous adventures we had. The weather was summery (cool, but still) so it reminded me of exactly how I used to spend my childhood summers. I was nine again, having a sleep over at a friends house. Something about sundown accentuates this feeling, so on Saturday I was just crazy with happiness. Nikita and I staged a stand off in her front yard while her parents and brother looked on. I climbed a tree (kind of. You know I am too fearful to go too high) and played with dogs. We played board games. I got to feed some cows. I even got to go for a 4 wheeler ride.

While we canoed on Saturday morning, I talked with Nikita's cousin. She taught English in Japan and Poland, so you can imagine that I was excited to talk to her about it. She reassured me just by talking about it that I will love it. She said that once I have my TESL (teaching english as a second language certification) that I can go ANYWHERE with it. She gave me advice about my resume and tips to get me placed in Europe. I feel so much better about it and it seems more like it will really happen now. I have renewed excitement.

Of course, we also ate and ate and ate. We stayed with parents, and you know how parents can be. I also ran and hiked up a bluff and went for walks and canoed, so hopefully it balanced out somehow. My pictures from this weekend are on my picasa photo albums.

All in all, it was a GREAT weekend and a much needed break from the hustle of my everyday life. I hope everyone can have a weekend like this every once in a while.