Beautiful Day

I had an awesome day today.  I mean, I don't normally like to be overly cheesy, but I'm seriously kind of sad that this day is ending. Seriously, anyone who decides to read this might be thoroughly disgusted with me afterward. 

What could make Kayle be cheesy you ask?  Bueno.... I stayed up really late last night just talking with my best friend, then I woke up this morning and went to work.  After that, Jessica and I did our doubling up thing again.  

We decided to bike and swim.  Biking was first, and we went a completely different way than we normally do.  Norman has these "designated bike trails" around town.  We found one and just kept following it.  I have no idea how far we went, and we almost died going over a rickety bridge, but it was a ton of fun.  After we found our way back to a main cross street, we went to the pool and swam.  I swam the same workout I always do, but this time I had already biked so I guess that makes it better...?  I was really tired after the workout, but riding back to my apartment was pleasant. 

After showering and eating lunch, Jessica and I drove to the city to see the Roman Art exhibit at the Okc Museum of Art.  That was cool.  Walking around a city and exploring a museum reminded me a lot of Spain.  And, I got yelled at in the museum...just like in Spain! haha.  Around 5 or so we left the closing museum and decided to randomly tour these really nice apartments that we could never afford we had seen earlier.   These apartments were ridiculously amazing...and expensive.  It was fun looking at them though.  I think Jessica was actually interested.

We caught rush hour traffic coming home, but it wasn't too bad.  On our way, we went to Ted's to have their frozen sangria (amazing!!!) and chips.  Eventually we made it back to Jessica's apartment where we watched a bit of Rent (we're both obsessed, and I'm seeking therapy don't worry) before I had to go to work. 

So here I sit, at work, not really working, blogging about my day that went 3000 miles per hour.  Tim is coming over later (didn't see him yesterday) to hang out and make a perfect end to an awesome day.  See? Aren't I disgusting?

Oh the Joys of Doubling Up

Yesterday, Jessica and I doubled up.  I knew it was going to be a challenge because neither one of us got the best night's sleep.  We biked first.  Biking has been a bit of a weak link (intensity wise) for both of us, so I decided to push harder. 

 Oh boy.  

I think we ended up biking around 3 miles hard, but I'm not sure.  Either way, when that part was done, my legs were NOT in any way, shape, or form interested in running.  My lungs weren't exactly over zealous either. 

The plan was to run/walk about a two mile distance. I didn't make it that far.  After running about a mile (maybe) I just couldn't do any more.  My chest was tighter than it has been in a work out in a long time, but that's never been an excuse for me.  Honestly, I was kind of disappointed in myself. 

Tomorrow we have to get up at the butt crack of dawn to go swimming (my favorite!).  Hopefully I'll be able to push harder.  I'm not going to lie though, tomorrow's going to be a really hectic day for me.  I'm not really looking forward to it. 

Congrats Rob, for all your improvement! Keep up the good work!

Slowly But Surely?

I'm not a good swimmer. I've never been a good swimmer.  And now I'm doing a triathlon? Ha!  Don't get me wrong, I'm getting better (I think), but as it is, I can only swim about 200 yards before I get tired.  That's a quarter of the distance I need to be able to swim quickly.  Jessica, on the other hand, loves swimming. We swam yesterday, and I watched (probably with my mouth hanging open gasping for air) as she swam lap after lap as if she were taking a leisurely stroll around the park.  Gah! I'd give almost anything to be able to swim like that. 

I know we all have our "strengths".  I'm good at running, Jessica's good at swimming.  But I feel like she's improving on running faster than I'm improving on swimming. Call me childish, but I'm competitive.  I don't like having my butt kicked in the pool twice a week. =) 

We're supposed to run and bike today.  I hope we get to.  We had a girls wine and titanic night last night so we'll see.  Last night Jessica mentioned wanting to raise money for a cause (I think through a race and pledges? Not sure).  She wants to do the CF Foundation.  I don't know why I have no desire to help that particular organization.  Logically, I should be the first person to want to raise money for a cure to cystic fibrosis, but for whatever reason, anything to do with that foundation makes me want to run as fast as I can in the other direction.  Maybe I'm just a lot more immature than I thought. 

On a completely different note, Jessica told me about some of the blogs she's been reading, so I think I'll check them out.  Gives me something to do other than what I should be doing!  

High School Was a Long Time Ago

High school, was a very long time ago.  

I came to this seemingly obvious conclusion today after my first 5k attempt.  In high school, the 3 mile day was the "easy day".  I can remember being so excited for the day before a meet because I knew all I had to do was run 3 miles. So, today, when I was preparing for my experimental run to find out if I am fit enough to run in the Race for the Cure 5k in two weeks, I wasn't all that worried.  Three miles just wasn't all that daunting. 

Well.

I come to you now, as an enlightened, red-faced, post-puking individual, to say:  High School WAS a LONG time ago.  Don't get me wrong, I finished the "race".  I ran 3.1 miles without stopping or slowing down, but I hurt.  I managed a slow but steady pace of about 10mins per mile (30:37 for those of you counting at home), which would have been punishable by extra 400 repeats in high school for lack of effort. 

 On the contrary, today's run was the result of quite a bit of determination and pain on my part.  I finished my run with my usual kick and proceeded to hack up a lung and loose my lunch.  It was extremely attractive let me assure you. 

As of now, I'm going to go ahead and do the 5k.  I'm just going to have to train quite a bit harder from now on.

Bored At Work

Well, as I'm sitting here at work, taking notes in a Spanish 2 class, I'm bored. My friend Jessica has been telling me that I should start a blog to talk about training for a triathlon.  Originally, I said no because I would have no idea what to say, but then it occurred to me that no one is actually going to read this, so I can just use it as something to deter me from doing my job or my homework. So, here we go.

Jessica and I are training for a triathlon.  It is something I've wanted to do for a long time, but unfortunately, without someone to train with me, I have little motivation.  We've been training for a little over a month now (I think) and things are going well.  I'd forgotten how much I truly love running on a cool fall day.  I ran cross country in high school and hated competing.  But now, to my surprise, I have this incredible urge to do a road race.  It's weird how things work out.  I think I have decided to run in the Race for the Cure 5k.  It is in about 2.5 weeks.  I hope I'm in good enough shape for it.  If I know myself though, chances are that if I manage to get myself to the starting line on race day, my competitive nature will take over and I'll run the thing as hard as I possibly can.   That'll feel lovely the next day. 

Other than running, my life is fairly exciting/hectic/terrifying all at the same time.  I'm working on my Master's degree right now, but I've found a program that would be more beneficial to me professionally (some day!) so I'm trying to coordinate applying for schools I'm not sure I'm qualified for with my boyfriend's (and hopefully fiancee soon) job search. I hope it works out.  I'm also teaching medical spanish from a curriculum that I made (That was interesting!), tutoring spanish students in my free time, and trying not to lose what spanish I have.  I love it though.  Honestly, I'd rather have a life full of action, goals, dreams, and excitement than anything else. 

I think I've talked about myself enough now.  I have two tests tomorrow anyway.  Until next time, Jessica, don't ever say I never do anything you tell me I should do.  =)