Fun Run Weekend
Posted in QOTD on 08/21/2005 04:39 pm by enjanerdWent and did a practice run yesterday for a half marathon that I attempted to sign up for a couple months ago. It’s a trail run orgnaized by a women’s running club and the actual race is in about a month or so. I found out that I didn’t make the deadline for sign-up and stopped worrying about it… but then, my mother, who decided to train for it anyway (we had intended to sign up for the mother-daughter competition part of it), remembered the practice run that was open to everyone.
They said that the practice run would allow people to run 6, 8, 10, or 13 miles and just get a feel for the trail and the area. I decided that even though I haven’t been training much, I could handle a 6-mile run. Little did I know how completely out of shape I am. Got there and everyone’s ready to run. They let us know that the first half is going to be an 8-mile run instead and then a 5-miler afterward. We could pick which we wanted. Well, being too proud to separate from the group, I decided if I could handle six miles, eight wouldn’t be too much worse. Oh, but it was… I was dead last and had the trail marker people escorting me back so I wouldn’t get lost. Took a little over 2 hours to finish… It didn’t help that I was sick last week and that I’ve been filled with snot for the last 2 days (completely unrelated to my new roommate, I’m sure), but those are not really excuses anyway. I was really unprepared for this, distance-wise and terrain-wise.
In other news, I have temporarily taken leave of my home of the past 2 years. ScholarshipWinner has come in and become openly hostile toward me and to Ian. She is eating my hours-old leftovers and cackling about it. Just an unpleasant person, in general.
Made amends with a former roommate because of this, so I’m sure my mother will think that this was meant to be. This was the lesson I was to learn from this. For all the roommates I have had in the past (10, not including the current), after a certain point (on the magnitude of 6 to 24 months), there were always little things that started to annoy me. We may have been good friends beforehand, known each other through a mutual friend, or just known each other peripherally by association, but they have all been rational people who, if I had just made the effort to let them know that a little thing was bothering me, it wouldn’t have mattered. It just seemed to me that if it was a little thing, it shouldn’t matter and I shouldn’t need to bring it up.
For instance, a certain roommate left cabinet doors and drawers open in the kitchen. Otherwise, he was a perfectly fine roommate. I just thought that was a little weird. And after a while, it was a really funny quirk. But if I had just said, “Hey, would you please close the cabinets when you’re done” I would expect a reasonal response like, “Ok.” I just never said anything because I didn’t think it was a big deal. But now I realize that I was afraid for nothing. It was dumb to not say anything because I’m putting their opinion over mine, as well as not giving them the chance to do something that they didn’t know was annoying me. So anyway, apologized to former roommate for awkwardness and did my AA thang.
And speaking of former roommates, got lunch today with Rain, BFF, and Ian. It was a really fun afternoon. Haven’t seen them all together in a while and don’t usually get to spend much time with them. Brought them over to my place for a little while and in just the “short” amount of time it took to play Sorry Card Revenge, they were witness to a couple of lash-outs. Parents came over, we all headed out… went in search of Mr. PotatoHead at Target, but didn’t find the one we were looking for. Jumped around like a bunch of girls and went our separate ways.
For my life update, I packed a bag and am staying with Ian for a while, possibly back to my parents’ for a while. More stories this upcoming week. Forty-eight hour takeover, hour-by-hour commentary. I know this will be a funny story to me in a couple weeks, but for right now, it’s terrifying. Thanks to all the friends who didn’t bother to say, “I told you so” and to those who have expressed concern for my safety instead of for my stuff.
QOTD: “Hey, uhm, would you close the door so it’s not open while the A/C is running?”
“No.”