I’m here, my pretties.

Big cyber group hug!

I’ve been MIA for almost 2 weeks now. Geez. Has it been that long? Anyway, we went down to the coast for 4 days and it was wonderful. It was a little chilly but I was fine wearing a light sweater. I just appreciated being away from this Bakersfield heat. We really had a good time and I seriously was so sad on Saturday, our last day. I couldn’t believe how fast time flew by while we were there. I really wanted to cry as we drove away. Now I’m just counting down the days until the next big family trip back to Cambria. 355 days! I told my boyfriend we should just quit our jobs and live there. I wouldn’t mind opening my own little shop of whatever and living off that. There’s tons of cute little shops there. I’ve always wondered how they made money but they seem to do well and live by the beach, so I’m in!

I managed to go jogging once while I was there. It felt so liberating to run along the beach. It was about 6:00 a.m. when I went out and there were already a few people walking. It doesn’t usually get crowded at that beach anyway since it is always a little chilly in Cambria, but it really felt nice to have the beach almost completely to myself. When my boyfriend and I returned later at about noon, I showed him where along the beach I had ran and the water was already covering that area. That was pretty amazing! I almost doubted that we’d gone back to the same place, but then I saw the huge rock I’d run by.

I also ran my first 5K the day of our return. I did horribly, a lot worse than what I thought I would. And not to make excuses or anything, but I did get sick the night before. I was up at about 1 a.m. praying to the porcelain gods. I did feel slightly better after and then I got back into bed and knocked out for a few more hours. I was up at 10 a.m. Ahhh… bliss. I had one meal of calamari and chips before we left for home and didn’t have anything else. I felt I was well hydrated but I did start feeling nervous about the race as time ticked on. I don’t know if my getting sick the night before had anything to do with how bad I did, but I am really hoping it did. At least a little bit because then that’ll mean that I don’t suck THAT bad, heh. I do have another 5K in a week from tomorrow. So soon!? I know! What am I thinking? But I’m determined to shave off a few minutes from my time. I’m just really nervous that I won’t and then I’ll be even more disappointed.

I haven’t been running as well as I’d like to either. I’ve been eating really bad and everyday I tell myself I’m going to make better food choices and then I cave. But I don’t want to quit. I’ve already had a chorizo burrito this morning, but I will make a better choice for lunch. Maybe a salad. Hmmm… maybe. Geez, I really wish I could be hypnotized into making better choices. Don’t people get hypnotized to quit smoking? I’d like to quit my bad eating habits. Ugh.

On another note, I bought a new toy, the Garmin Forerunner 205. I probably shouldn’t have because I’m no hardcore runner yet and it is pretty pricey, but I thought it’d be a nice tool to have to give me a more accurate reading of the miles I’ve jogged and my pace. I love my Nike+ but after my 5K I discovered it was off. I’ve since then recalibrated the sensor, but I’m still doubtful of it’s accuracy. I don’t want to give myself credit for a faster pace or longer miles if I didn’t really do it. It should be coming in today! Amazon.com had lots of great reviews, and even though it’ll look like I have a brick attached to my wrist, I’m excited. I may not be a serious runner yet, but hopefully this will help me to be.

I’ll keep you posted. I’ve had so much to blog about but this post is long enough as it is. One week and one day left until my next race. I’ll have to be extra good running and eating wise. Wish me luck! Thanks for checking in!