Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ice cream. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Sleepy... Tuesday?


Good morning, sunshine.

I had morning practice today, and it was pretty much business as usual. Getting up at 6:15 am is hard. Running in the slight rain/wind storm/cold is even harder. Weight and Strength training was a cruel and unusual punishment.

So I got back to my house, put on this XXL men's button up long sleeve I got from a Good Will, and took a nap. that lasted five hours. Five hours.

...FIVE HOURS.

I don't think that even counts as a nap anymore. I think that's basically I went to bed last night, took a brief moment to get up and run a bit, and then went back to sleep again.

...I slept until one.

...In the afternoon.

...Who let's me make these decisions?

Practice was alright today, consisting of a split tempo. There a wind storm here due to the hurricane on the east coast, but very little rain. Which is confusing, because it always rains here and I thought we'd be having weather closer to a monsoon than Chicago's everyday.

All I have left of my season is this week, ending with a 5k time trial on Thursday, and then a 10 day break from running altogether.

After practice my roommate and one of my neighbors went to Dairy Queen and got blizzards. I have a very serious question about blizzards though: when did cake blizzards get discontinued, and why was it allowed by society. I understand that this is a first world problem, but I just really want a cake blizzard. Really, really badly.

I also became emotionally attached to Eat, Pray, Love. Like, really attached. As in, I am embarrassed to admit how attached.

But it's late, and I have to get up early before my 8 am to shower and print of a homework assignment, so this is all for now!

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Cookie Identity Crisis and Ramen Noodles

Today I realized I missed an assignment for my speech class, thus pulling down my grade in the class. In response to this utter bullshit problem, I decided to make sadness cookies. Which are pretty much the same thing as normal cookies, only they're made while I'm sad. What I didn't realize at the time, was that we don't have a cookie sheet. We do, however, have a cupcake tray.


This is a cinnamon sugar cookie, going through an identity crisis. It thinks it's a cupcake. Or a muffin. They're delicious, despite their sadness and ambiguity.

I did a k (kilometer) workout at practice today, which was really difficult for me. Why are those so hard? Blargh they were difficult. We started at 4:00 for the first one and progressively took off 5 seconds each rep, for 6 reps. I ended up running 3:35 for both the 5th and the 6th rep, but I don't think the coaches really minded. The majority of the team had their long run today, so the workout group was incredibly small, like it was during the 400 workout.

Afterwards I went home and made myself dinner, consisting on ramen noodles. No, I don't feel any shame for this.

Mm-mm good :)

I feel like a college student.

I also got to go get a blizzard from Dairy Queen with my mentor and some other upperclassmen. Besides the fact that I'm always ready for ice cream and dessert in general, it was especially good today, because they had the pumpkin pie blizzards that I got to try for the first time! They're delicious, in case you haven't caught on yet.

Something everyone in my house has learned today is that I can not be trusted with sugar and the internet after 9:30 pm. My roommates and I are all sitting in a room together, but we're just posting all this creepy/weird/awesome things we find on each other's walls. A lot of which pertain to Nicolas Cage. And memes.

Eventually just posting on each other's walls gets boring though, so this is when we stop. And pick a victim whose wall we were going to destroy.

I don't know where half those pictures and videos came from (did you know that Nigel Thornberry features in a lot of youtube songs and that there's such thing as Nicolas Cage everyone? I do.), but I'm pretty sure that guy is about to hate us.

Somewhere in all of this is Amanda Bynes and What A Girl Wants. I just couldn't really tell you where.