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Driving The Struggle Bus/Regrets/XyzWX

Driving The Struggle Bus/Regrets/XyzWX

Well, it's been a hot minute since I've posted on here. Okay...more like 1 year and 9ish months. But who's counting. Soooooo much has changed since then...Like literally everything has changed. New dorm, new ipod, new running shoes, new music, new garmin, new PRS, and new GOALS. Buckle up. Take about a million deep breaths. And prepare yourselves for a crazy ride...because this blog is going places (probably not, but a girl can dream!). Now, where to start the first post of 2017....

This is going to be really out of order...but honestly it will make way more sense this way! So, for my interpersonal effectiveness class (yay for online classes!) we are reading all these books on self-improvement stuff. Yuck I know, but I have learned some really interesting/helpful stuff so far. Anyway, in one of the readings we did last week there was a weekly schedule thing for goals/tasks to do based on your individual roles that you designated as important. And of course I felt that starting this blog back up would be good for my own personal development. So here we are, actually following through with that goal! Now, onto the next tale...

So, I did a thing last week/weekend. I ran 30 miles last week and completed my longest run since training for cross country the summer before my senior year of high school. Can you say #Athlete #Runner #RunnersHigh. For real, that 8 mile run was the best/worst most fun/painful hour and 17 minutes of my life in a long time! And the fact that I had just run 7 miles the day before and then proceeded to run 6 mils the day after this run completely blows my mind! Like, okay, when did we start being that crazy running obsessed person? Also, shoutout to T-Rhett and Dustin Lynch's new albums for getting me through the toughest of runs! Music seriously make the biggest difference. Oh, and whoever you pretend your running with/is waiting for you at the finish line. I don't quite think I would feel comfortable putting those names out there...and I'm not sure how those people would feel about me using them to get me through my runs...Onto the next tale...

Towards the end of my junior year of college, I got the crazy (yes at this point you probably know that crazy is an accurate description of everything I do) idea that I needed a GPS running watch in order to really consider myself a "runner." Well, first of all I would like to say that that is the stupidest thing! However, that watch has seriously become my best friend! I love the fact that I can see my pace mapped out and know just how far I am at any point during my run. I also love that I can see how fast each mile is and where exactly I struggled pace-wise during my run. That said, I hate, hate when that damn thing beeps at me to tell me I am either ahead or behind whatever preposterous pace I decided to set for myself when I first turned it on. No I don't need a stupid watch to tell me I am driving the struggle bus, THE FREAKING BUS HAS PROBABLY ALREADY RAN ME OVER!! Secondly, if I am ahead of pace, good, I don't care. Just stop beeping. Please and thank you. Alright, onto the next tale...

Goals. Goal Setting. Fun stuff. Scary Stuff?! You bet. And that's exactly why semester after semester, teacher after teacher, you get assigned to set goals and map out exactly the steps you are going to take to accomplish them. Make them attainable they say. Realistic, but just out of reach. Challenging, but not impossible. Well, what do ya know, I just had to do this in a paper for my afore mentioned online class. Granted, the paper only called for 2-3 goals, so nothing terribly challenging. I have definitely had to do more work for other classes. But, there was of course a catch. The goal needed to be specific, have a plan of action, was to measure success, and a list of actions I am willing to take now. NOW. That's right, ASAP, IN THE PRESENT. What?! No way. Hold the phone. I am in no way, shape, or form ready for that stuff. Yet here we are, paper turned in, graded, and goals set. By the way, I got an 87% in case you were wondering (I know you weren't, but just play along). Anyhow, back to the story. I set two goals. I took a great deal of time (like 5 minutes or less) to decide upon these goals. I even took care to make one fitness related and one not. So, without further ado, let's dive in...

GOAL ONE (NUMERO UNO, #1, AKA THE "REALISTIC" GOAL):

  • Run a Half-Marathon sometime--Summer of 2018
Now I know what you're thinking...this is the "realistic" goal. What the heck Caitlyn?! Goal two must be to get into Hogwarts (I wish...that's goal 3....;). And no it's not to get big arms either. Because obviously that is never going to happen (unless I lift w/ Xxxxxx everyday....HA). Focus, back to half-marathon training. I honestly don't know if I will actually sign up for a real race, or just go out on my own and run 13.1 miles, I'm good either way. Although I don't think I'll ever really be ready to take action on this goal, I at least have been running for long enough and have the right resources, that I feel like I have a rule book of sorts for what I need to do to get there physically and mentally. It's really just a matter of getting in the mileage, recovering properly, and not sweating the shitty runs! Wow...you make it sound so easy Caitlyn. Now, I really wanna know what Goal two is. Well, it is dumb. I mean really dumb. Like, "who in there right mind would actually put that goal into a paper for some random professor to read" dumb. Me. I would. Because, I clearly have no filter. Okay. Now that we've cleared that up, here we go...

GOAL TWO (NUMERO DOS, #2, AKA THE "REALLY DUMB/UNREALISTIC" GOAL):

  • Ask XyzWX out---25,000 years in the future in a galaxy far, far away
Now I really seriously know what you're thinking...WTF Caitlyn...this goal is so not you. Who even makes that a goal. Just do it. No hesitation. Zero fucks about the result. Well, people of the Internet, if you  knew/know anything about me, it's that I am shy/self-conscious/all around uncomfortable/awkward as Hell. So, this is really the only option when you live in Caitlyn's world. Here we are, the goal with a supposed game plan and a way to measure success; oh and some type of action I am ready to take now...HA. That is such a funny joke. But seriously, I had/have no business making this a goal. First of all, I have never in my life, ever, ever asked someone out. Then again I have never really felt quite like this about a guy, sooooo yeah. Secondly, how in the fuck are you supposed to ask someone out if you can't even get the words out of your mouth? Yeah I think this is gonna be nearly impossible. Might as well just quit now. But (yes I know its cliche, but there is ALWAYS a "but"), have ya heard Thomas Rhett's new song "Marry Me." Yes, this actually has something to do with accomplishing this goal and I'm not just trying to make you listen to one of the greatest country music artists of all time, DUH! Anyhow, in short, the song is about a guy who ends up going to the wedding of the girls he's like/loved/been into for forever and how he's upset about the fact that he never told her how he feels. I know my situation is just the opposite, but still! Really not trying to go down that road of regrets...I have enough as is. Still, zero game plan, like negative percent ready to ask him out So, here I am blogging about it, because obviously every single straight guy out there wants to date that weirdo fitness junkie with a blog who also happens to have body image issues and is slightly socially awkward. Well I guess I this point I might as well just outline a plan(ish) for this goal/crazy idea/unlikely scenario.

  1. Have intelligent conversation with said guy (Not via text Caitlyn, NOT VIA TEXT)
  2. During said conversation, find out some of his interests (Outside of fitness!!)
  3. Have more conversations with said guy, don't be weird/talk about yourself (SCARY AF)
  4. If at this point you don't have it together, ask for outside help (#Teamwork Makes the Dream Work)
  5. Actually ask him out (DON'T BE WEIRD/NERVOUS/UNCOMFORTABLE)


Wow. I have been working on this post for an hour!! And all I've done is get ya'll caught up. Well, we had A LOT to catch up on. Next time on "Long Runs & Messy Buns":
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Giving Yourself Permission//A Work in Progess

Giving Yourself Permission//A Work in Progess

"Find the place inside where theres joy, and the joy will burn out the pain." -Joseph Campbell

"Find the place inside where theres joy, and the joy will burn out the pain." -Joseph Campbell