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Caitlyn vs. Treadmill vs. Nine Page Paper

Caitlyn vs. Treadmill vs. Nine Page Paper

    This is the post I really, really wanted to write on Friday, after I had come out victorious against the Treadmill and ran 5 miles (the longest I have ran on the treadmill in the dungeon in I don't even know how long). But, I didn't want to jinx it or be super braggy when I didn't know how Saturday's run would go...so I did the responsible thing and waited. Then I had a decently good and somewhat fast (in terms of dungeon times) 3 mile run on Saturday, so clearly I had defeated the treadmill and basically the dungeon gym itself with all of the lifting PRs I had set both Tuesday and Friday. Still, I didn't post about it, although mentally I was like "Yes this has totally been my week inside and outside of the gym. After 6 long years I can finally sort of call the Equinox mine. Although, I feel like it has technically always been mine ever since I gave it it's first scratch the first time Larry tried to help me back it out of our driveway and I accidentally tapped the mailbox. Like Larry had had his brand new vehicle for barely any time at all and I had already left my mark on it so it was destined to be mine eventually, right?" Anyway none of that is all that relevant to the current story I am trying to tell. In sum, this past week has been pretty great (despite how bad/awful/yucky my psych. exam was on Thursday), so naturally I assume that nothing is going to stop me and that I am invincible. I bet you can see where this is headed.

    Instead of blogging yesterday about all the wonderful things that are happening in my life or how excited I was to beat the Treadmill, I was stuck writing a literature review paper that I assumed would only take 2 hours tops. I had already done all the research, and written outlines of the information from each of the 12 sources I had gathered that would be incorporated into my paper. After another solid workout on Saturday morning, I decided to relax for awhile before I got to work on what was supposed to be a super easy paper. Well before I knew it the day was half over and the paper had unfortunately not written itself. So, at 12:30 I decided to drag my laptop and myself out of bed and onto the floor to get cracking. I thought to myself, no one writes A+ papers while lounging in bed wrapped in a fluffy minion blanket, so obviously sitting on the floor is the best option for maximum productivity. Lol. Bad idea. Terrible idea. Worst idea you've had in quite a while Caitlyn. Almost as bad as the idea that Goal number two would be a perfectly realistic goal to set and make progress towards in the span of one semester.

    So about that paper. Whenever I really dread doing something (hence writing this paper or making note cards) or just need to be really focused on a task, music is my go to. I was in the mood to listen to some Old Dominion, so I pulled up a playlist of all the songs off there new album to keep me going through this paper. About 45 minutes in and I wasn't even a quarter of the way done, my mom called to chat, and I welcomed the distraction. I still felt great and had not yet even begun to panic over how long this paper was taking or how stiff I felt just sitting in one place for so long. I had only just begun what would turn into the big, bad, scary nine page paper. And before I knew it I looked at the clock and it said 3:00. What?! How had that much time passed and how did I still have so much left to do? And why was my back so freaking sore. So, I got up walked around a bit, complained about how terrible of and idea it was to sit on the floor and write this paper. I put on a shit ton of bio freeze, chugged some water and a few Tylenol, and decided I might as well just keep going and get it over with.

    Sidenote: Don't be that person who writes a paper like this and waits until the very end to do your works cited/reference list. It took me over a freaking hour just to do that part. It would have been a whole heck of a lot faster if I would have just done all that while I was doing the research. And on top of that I wasted way more time than I should have trying to find a website that would generate the citations for me so I wouldn't have to go through every article to find all the information and type it out myself.

    Nine pages and four exhausting hours later, I had a finished product that I was/am proud of. And now was the perfect time to stretch/foam roll so I would be ready for Sunday mornings workout in 12 hours. Well, it wasn't quite that simple. My lower back was on fire. And the normal stretches that I could do just fine and hold for 10-15 seconds, yeah those were not happening. No amount of foam rolling was going to fix the mess I had gotten myself into. Scoliosis really is a pain in the butt and I am really good at making poor life decisions...every day...multiple times a day. So, I was in bed by 6:30 p.m. and hoping that the bio freeze/Tylenol combo would do it's magic to get me ready for the next day (today's) workout.

    Well who would have guessed that it would be a nine page paper that would be victorious in this battle?! Yeah my money would have been on the Treadmill. It sucks to make it this far and have to take a second rest day just because of that dumb paper, but I am the dum dum who thought sitting on the floor for four hours writing a paper was a good idea, so I guess ya can't really fault the paper (but you know I'm going to, because I HATE, hate missing workouts/having to take more than one rest day in a week). I felt so lost this morning not spending my 3-4 hours working out. I kept contemplating just going down and walking on the treadmill. But, I did not trust myself to stay away from the weight machines since I had planned on lifting for an hour and a halfish this morning. So, I did what any normal adult (still feels weird even at almost 22 to call myself that) would do, I watched 'The Office' while doing laundry. And then I spend an hour on the phone with my mom talking about anything and everything and laughing my ass off. Definitely not the day I had planned, but a fun/good day anyway.

    Lot's of exciting things to come, so get ready for some good/possibly even great posts. Home for break this coming Wednesday and I don't have to come back to this yucky place til the 27th of November. Lot's of time for running, the gym, hanging out with my favorite people, oh and writing a 5-7 page paper. Damn it. Not looking forward to that last one at all. For sure going to spread that work out and limit it to like 1-2 hours at a crack. Oh, and a casual bus trip to the Mall of America is planned for next Saturday, that should be fun. Might even decide to just live in the mall?! Not my greatest plan for dealing with all this end of the semester stress...but certainly not the worst plan. Oh, and how could I forget about all the crazy/messed up/random dreams I'm sure to have over break. Good grief (I know you said that in Charlie Brown's voice, cause I for sure did in my mind)!! Fingers crossed we change things up a little bit, because I don't like all these dreams having the same theme over and over again. Like, chill, I am getting the message loud and clear of what these dreams mean. No need to keep putting me in awkward situations that force me say exactly what is on my mind (literally no filter, at all).

Okay. The End. I hope this post was somewhat entertaining. :)
New 10K PR // Quick Sand or Hurdle

New 10K PR // Quick Sand or Hurdle

If it won't matter in 5 years, Don't spend more than 5 minutes upset by it

If it won't matter in 5 years, Don't spend more than 5 minutes upset by it