If you think reading about running is the equivalent of attempting to stay awake in a monotonous professor’s class, please skip the first two thoughts.
1. If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll know that I recently scored a brand-new pair of Mizuno Wave Rider 16s…for 15 buckaroos.
Aren’t they beautiful?
Long story short: friend had them, friend didn’t want them, friend couldn’t return them, friend offered them to me for $15. And of course, you just can’t say no to a deal like that.
You know how once upon a time, I wasn’t feeling the Wave Riders? Like, they just felt weird. Turns out, I was trying on the wrong sizes. These fit wonderfully, and my run in them yesterday was absolutely fantastic. If my long run this Saturday goes off without a hitch, I’m going to run my half in these.
2. You may have also noticed that I’ve had a little bit of shoe ADD recently. I only got my PureFlow 2s a month ago, and already I’ve jumped ship to Mizuno?
…well, not quite. What I started to notice is that my PureFlows made my feet hurt more. As in, when my foot pain was at its worst, I could only walk around campus in my old Ghost 5′s–whenever I put my PureFlows on and attempted to walk in them for any length of time, my feet would hurt worse. And when the pain had subsided, every time I put the PureFlows on, whether it be to run or just walk around in them to test them out, the pain would return.
Since I discovered this, I’ve been running in the single pair of Ghost 5′s that I brought with me to school.
After my half is over, I’m going to try slowly incorporating them into my schedule again–but probably no more than once a week. Till then, I’ll be alternating my Ghosts and Wave Riders.
My Ghosts are nearing the end of their lifespan, but hopefully they’ll hold up for a little while longer until I can figure what to do.
3. As for non-running talk…I got froyo yesterday!
Summer melon and dark chocolate topped with raspberries and coconut
It was 95 degrees out and I was sweating my butt off (literally…my shorts were soaked with sweat…TMI?), so that added to the complete and utter satisfaction that only eating froyo can give you. I really wish froyo were more convenient.
4. This weekend, I’m going to accomplish my first real adult thing. I’m going to apply to get my passport renewed. (This may or may not have anything to do with the top-secret-thing-that-I-can’t-tell-you-yet.)
Next thing you know, I’ll be doing my taxes and cooking for myself and learning how to pay for a car…oh goodness. Such scary thoughts. At least I still have a few years…
Back to the original point. I never realized how much of a pain getting your passport renewed was.
For those of you who are unfamiliar with the process, if your passport is issued to you when you’re under 16, to get it renewed, you have to fill out forms, print them out, and take them IN PERSON to your nearest passport station thingy. (If you’re over 16 when it was issued, you can just mail in your forms.)
The U.S. Government should know that I’m a busy college student. I don’t have time to bring you forms and wait in line to get said forms processed. Sigh.
5. On the same note, I had a fabulous picture taken of me for my photo.
Like, my hair looks perfect and I don’t look like I have baby cheeks.
But my head is tilted, so my friend spent another 20 minutes taking pictures of me, attempting to make it meet government regulations as well as my personal preferences.
I mean, I guess it can’t be much worse than my driver’s license…people have asked me if I got my license when I was 15 because apparently my picture looks like it was taken then. It was taken when I was 19. (I had to get a new one to reflect my family’s new address.) #awkward
If you haven’t entered my PRO Compression giveaway yet, you have 2 days and some odd hours! Hurry hurry hurry!
Take some time to geek out about running to me. You know you want to. And I love geeking out about running with people.
What’s a particularly awkward moment you’ve had recently?
Do people mistake you for a different age (older/younger) than you actually are? I once had a girl come up to me in a froyo shop and ask me how old I was…when I told her I was 19, she was shocked. She thought I was much younger.