Super Sweaty

Big news everyone! On Saturday morning I woke up at 6:06am WITHOUT an alarm…and didn’t even go back to sleep! Who says I can’t be a morning person? Oh, wait, I did. Anyway, I’m thankful that something in my body triggered me awake because I totally misset my alarm on Friday night. I was trying to wake up at 6am to knock out 12 miles before the predicted 105 degree temperatures set in. And guess what, I did.

This was quite possibly the slowest/worst run of my entire life. I had every intention of running this 12 miles for time, but right around mile 2 I realized that it was going to be a struggle for survival. The heat and humidity, even at 6am, made it hard to even breath. Around mile 4 I began to feel sharp twinges in my back and at mile 5-6, I was convinced my ankle was going to fall off. This happens on occasion and I think it’s a result of the numerous times I sprained and partially tore ligaments in my ankles when I played soccer and basketball.

I stopped back at my apartment after the 6 mile mark to regroup myself, filled up a water bottle and then continued on for the final 6 miles of torture. I listened to my body cues and took it easy. My back pain disappeared and when I was stretching my ankles, I felt something pop into place so that didn’t give me any further problems. Miles 7-9 were…pleasant, if you can even believe that. I knew the final 3 would be tough because the temperatures were rising RAPIDLY. And I could feel it.

EFF YOU HEAT!

Once I hit my turnaround point at mile 9, I knew I had only 2 options. Either: 1) be airlifted back to my apartment, OR 2) run back. I opted for the latter choice as I thought renting a helicopter may put a huge dent in my bank account. Maybe next time. As expected, the last 3 miles SUCKED. I walked up 2 big hills because I thought my legs would straight-up give out if I tried to run them, ouch.

Wednesday’s sweaty 8 miler was child’s play compared to Saturday’s 12 miler. I’m mildly convinced that by the end, I was running dangerously close to having 0% water left in my body. I’m typically a light/moderate sweater, so you KNOW it was a hot/rough run when I look like this at the end:

Ignore that smile on my face, I was actually anything but happy at the time (it’s all an illusion) and there literally wasn’t a dry spot on my quick-dry t-shirt. So sexy, I know. Come and get it, boys!

Anyway, 12 miles is 12 miles no matter how rough. I’m glad to have that one under my belt since (I hope) it won’t be as hot and humid on marathon day in October. Summer training is stupid.

After my 2+ hours of torture, I headed up north to visit my parents and stuff my face with ice cream and mead. Typical. We did a tour de Maryland of sorts. Our first stop was an ice creamery that my brother heard of while visiting a farmer’s market in Baltimore. It’s called South Mountain Creamery and they are the #1 stop (of 7) on the Maryland Ice Cream tour. This place was on a farm out in the middle of nowhere, but the homemade ice cream was…not to get all 90’s on you, but…DA BOMB! I had the Moo Tracks, which was a rich chocolate with peanut butter cups and real peanuts. Om nom!

Next stop was to Orchid Cellar, or more commonly known as The Place My Family Learned About MEAD! We went taste testing and learned a ton about the process of making mead. I ended up buying 2 bottles to take home with me.

Now I’m just gearing up for the week ahead. I hear that the temps are supposed to cool off into the 80’s. I can handle that! Plus, I have a ton of miles to run and lots to do before I leave for the beach next week with my family. Can’t wait!

How did you beat the heat this weekend?

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A Day in the Life

You know what’s interesting? The day-to-day. You may think your life seems mundane, but it’s crazy how much stuff happens in just one regular old day. That’s why I decided to do this post: to track an entire day of my life via pictures and share them with you all.

Now, I can’t totally take credit for this idea. I stole it from my friend Cassie, who writes a great blog that you should all check out. After reading her “A Day in My Life” post, I realized how different our daily schedules are. It got me thinking about how everyone lives in such incredibly various ways.

So, without further ado, here is Friday, February 24th, 2012 in the life of Cait:

8:00am – Alarm goes off for the first time and I press Snooze. Oops

8:09am – Alarm goes off for the second time and I force myself out of bed.

8:10am – Assess the damage from the night. Ouch…


Yes, hello blog world, this IS what I look like first thing in the morning!

8:10am-8:50am – Ready for work, but still tired. I am SO not a morning person.

8:52am – Begin commute.

8:57am – Arrive at work (yes, I literally live 5 minutes from my place of employment)

9:02am – Get water from the fridge. CHUG!

9:02 ½ am – Go for round 2. This happens every morning.

9:05am – Breakfast! Usually a granola bar, sometimes a banana. Today was a PB Granola bar. Om nom!

9:15am – 5 hour energy shots with my co-worker Jane. This is a special Friday tradition that we have been doing for about a year. She found out that I don’t drink caffeine at all and decided it would be hilarious to make me take a 5 hour energy. I did it once and sort of became hooked. But we keep it limited to Fridays so that I don’t build up a tolerance and we can still laugh when I bug out.

9am – 10am – Do my job.

That’s my desk. Cool, right?

10:05am – Go downstairs to say hi to my Media Center pals.

Hi Sarah!

10:10am – The energy shot kicks in.

10:15am – I find funky toys to play with.

10:30am – noon – More worky, work.

11:14am – Remember it’s my Dad’s birthday today and send him this text!

12:01pm – Hunger sets in! Snack on some Easter themed Peanut Butter M&M’s.

12:38pm – Sarah sends me this cute picture of a bunny at a computer desk. I die of eternal happiness.

12:48pm – Peak over to my TV and realize that “What Not to Wear” is on. Secretly wish that someone would nominate me for this show.

1:00pm – Get pizza from the pizza truck that’s outside of my office for the day. 35% of the proceeds benefit the Discovery Dodgeball team that is playing in a tournament to benefit diabetes research.

1:03pm – Drink soda (which I never do). 5 hour energy + soda = trouble!

1:15pm – Lunch party!

Nice face, Pera.

1:30pm – Say hi to Jane who is sporting her dodgeball gear for the cause.

After lunch – 5pm – More work.

3:18pm – My favorite song from 5th grade comes on. Insta-nostalgia!

5:00-5:05pm – Rainy commute home.

5:06pm – I remember that I hate rain.

5:15pm – Pack a bag at lightning speed to beat the rush hour traffic. I head to my parent’s house because it’s my Dad’s birthday.

5:30pm – Get stuck in traffic anyway.

Traffic may not look bad, but I was keeping ample space between me and the car in front of me to take the picture.

5:45pm – Willard and I jam out to tunes.

6pm – I decide to wear this hat ironically.

6:30pm – arrive at my parent’s house.

6:33pm – My mom steals my laundry and starts to do it. I don’t protest. For the record, I am fully capable of doing my own laundry, but my mom always steals it before I have a chance and does it. She says she likes to do it. I don’t get it, but hey, whatever!

6:35pm – Say hi to the Birthday Dad and my sister.

6:37pm – Appe-teasers.

6:39pm – Dad starts making the first round of drinks. Maaaargaritas!!

6:55pm – Dad opens the first homebrew of the batch he just made. I have a taste. Yum!

7:00pm – My brother-in-law, Robert finally arrives.

7:15pm – Dinner is served. Burger and sweet potato fries for me. Om nom nom!

7:45pm – After dinner turds. At least that’s what my dad calls his favorite toy. It’s really a reindeer who poops out jellybeans.

8:15pm – Dad opens his birthday presents. I got him a personalized sign for his “Dad Pad”: think man cave, only cooler!

8:15pm – Second drink.

8:58pm – Bed time for the sister. She usually makes it until right around 9, but went out a little early this night. I snuck this sneaky picture and she is going to kill me for posting it. Worth it!

9:15pm – We wake the sister up for some birthday ice cream cake. If you can figure out our numbering system for the candles, gold star for you! Hint: my dad is 56 this year.

10pm – Erin and Robert head home and someone breaks out the mead. Yes, you read that correctly, I said: MEAD!

10pm – 11pm – Chill and unwind time.

11:05pm – Get ready for bed. Once again, only the most attractive pictures of me on this blog. Hah!

11:20pm – Night, night!

What did you do today?

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