I think I blinked and now I am a Senior

What the name in all that is holy has happened to the last four years?!?

I am a senior and getting an internship and only have one more semester to go for a bachelors degree and seven weeks away from ending my softball career. 

I think I am starting to hyperventilate.
I haven't been on this bad boy in a little over a year and Jimmy Timmy is updating his so I thought WHAT THE HEY!!! I'll get back into it too.

Lets see 

Long story short 

In the past year I have chopped off all of my hair/dyed it blonde, and celebrated two years with the big fella. Gotten a 3.0 this past semester THANK GOD. Took me almost four years but I made that damn Athletic Director's Honor Roll. Got a t-shirt as proof if you're currently shaking your head in disbelief. It's pretty snazzy. Adopted another cat :) he's really fat and the most adorable thing ever. His name is Marty. I tried to change his name to Fat Albert but Jimbob wouldn't let me. Call me a cat lady I don't give a shit you're just jealous. I have twice the unconditional love. Except Gidget is pretty much a bitch most of the time so never mind.
I have also become a Senior Captain of my softball team. WHOOT WHOOT. Mainly the only cool things we get is to sit at the back of the bus on road trips, and eat first at restaurants. 

I think I have hit all of the important points....

Currently I am feeling a bit rough. Four years into a division one athletic career you can definitely tell a difference in recovery rate. From practice or shenanigans alike. A crazy Thursday night can lay me out for a good three days. It's pretty sad. I am now regularly attending a Chiropractor and Athletic Trainer for my back pain and desperately calling a massage parlor to try and find an appointment but its hard to carve an hour and a half out of my day to get a good rub down. Deep tissue is the only thing acceptable. ROUGHER THE BETTER.

Sad news.... The best friend from High School that I have been living with the past year and a half is moving on. She is allergic to cats and wants to save money. So now I am left with Jimmy James.
OH the other bestie had a baby!!!!!! Her name is Brynlee and the most beautiful thing. But seriously, most of the time you look at newborn pictures and want to gag but this girl is legit. I guess it's that time when everyone gets married and have kids. I have two save the dates in the next year. COME ON OPEN BAR! Also, it's nice that I will have a date. Jumbo couldn't make it to the last two weddings I attended. By the way... Everyone can just stop asking when we are getting hitched, because we can barely afford toilet paper. If you know me you know I am into theatrics so I want to wait until I can go ridiculously over the top. Also he needs a few years to think of the most surprising and most mind blowing proposal EVER. Or he might not Iike me enough to ask me. Who knows?! Like is freakin' crazy! No matter what happens with James and I, I will always have at least one kitty cat and that is all that I care about in life. ;)


So that's a quick recap of my ri-DICK-ulous life in the year I wasn't blogging.

DUECES SUCKAS ttyl :P

They put speed bumps in our parking lot!!!

It. is. Summer.

Let me just tell you how relaxing it is just to THINK about it. Lounging in the sun, taking road trips, wearing next to nothing. Gives me a little tingle in my toes...I know it's weird but whatever.

I finished up my finals, which took me by surprise. They weren't as mind numbing as last years. I have this method, where I work really hard in the beginning of the semester while I have all that "new school year, new semester" motivation. Then as the months pass, I get to the point where I would rather drive dull pencils into my eye balls then get out of bed and go to my lecture class. So I rack up the points in the beginning and when I slowly start to not give a single shit about school it doesn't effect my grades! I know...I am a genius. 

I managed to pull a B- in Human Physiology. So no one freak out, because I know exactly why your pee smells that way. Not that I want to know that your urine smells in the first place, but if you happen to mention the fact that the bodily waste you are producing smells a little sweet then I can proudly tell you that you have Diabetes.

This is also the first summer in a couple years that I didn't spend hours at Target trying on every kind of swim suit there is, try them all on again, reluctantly choosing one, and then sob all the way home. I would definitely call walking into Wal-Mart (with the full intention of buying "The Vow" on DVD) seeing some neon colored swim suits, grabbing a pair, and duecing a success.  I chose a bright pink bottom, and a white and black top splashed with all of the other great neon colors. 

When I got home I watched the whole movie, painted my nails, and did the dishes before I sucked it up and tried it on. Imagine my surprise when I looked pretty dang SMOKIN'! All this crappy eating I have been doing lately probably altered that image a bit but who gives a shit. 

Summer unfortunately means a summer job. Good news though, I got a promotion at the car wash! I will now be outside selling them. Making an ass load of commission off of the people that don't have the time to wash their own vehicle. I'm pretty excited. I just wear some tight pants and smile really big and boom 10% commission! 

Tomorrow I am starting our Softball summer work out. Freakin Coach Frey has us running 15 something half gasers. So I am going to write good byes to my loved ones tonight. 

I'll be prepared this time.

I think I am most excited about the good times that are anticipated. In the past couple of weeks I have won 200 hundred dollars shakin' muh tail feather, witnessed old high school friends doing Karaoke, and been present while "she who will not be named" licked someones boobie for her birthday. 

Yeah...shit is about to get real. 

In closing I would like to leave you with my famous quote before that notorious night at Midnight Rodeo, (I think I was trying to get my friends to not be so shy) "Ladies, find your pussies and put them away!!" 

Alright...cool...

This is going to be a short one.
I bit off more than I can chew and I have to make corrections to my last post.
These goals will start May 14, 2012.
April was a little early and I am wanting to give it my all for my junior season. Running was hurting a bit too much.

STAY TUNED DAMNIT!

WHO AM I?!

I have gone to the dark side.
I think that I am a "runner" now.
Oh my lord you're gasping I know!! I don't know what happened!!!!

It was this stupid iPhone application that I downloaded from Nike, The Nike+GPS.
It's pretty darn great. Not only does it tell you how long you have been torturing yourself but it cheers you on as you go! Everyone creeping on my Facebook that is impressed that I have gone on a run they can like the post and it gives me real time cheers and applause! I always love praise and acceptance from other people.

Let us just shimmy on back to where it all started. I enjoy working out to a point. I also don't feel like I have burned very many calories unless I look like I took a shower with my clothes on. If I put on a long sleeve and go outside to pound the pavement I know for a cold hard fact that I will come back smelling a bit salty. Soooooo about a week ago I decided I was going to download this running application and then I was going to go running. I decided that however far I got I would run that, as much as I could until I can run longer and harder and then one day I would wake up and be a skinny bitch with a tight booty and thighs as smooth as butter!!!! I definitely surprised myself! I strutted my stuff for three miles straight. I honestly thought a mile was going to be the stretch. But it turns out that I am more awesome than I thought.

So here are some things that I have learned about distance running. (Or running the three miles I have been running each day.)
It can get fricking boring. Music is a MUST!! The powersong button on my app really comes in handy on the last mile.
Also, it is pretty rough on my knees. I am going to have to stay at lower mileage until my joints catch the fuck up!
They say let food settle for an hour before running. But that is a bold faced lie. It takes more than that. I almost tossed my cookies twice one run because I only waited an hour and a half after din din.
Running makes me hungry...Every second....Of EVERY day. I can recall two days of binge eating this week. I really need to get that under control or it will defeat the whole damn reason I started running.
Getting out of bed seems a bit harder....Actually way harder. There is a very large amount of torture with a very small window of a runners high you get within five minutes of ending a run. Then the torture starts again in the morning. However, once you get a good meal in the belly and start movin' and a shakin' you can get going without any pain. You don't get the muscle soreness two days later like lifting creates. In conclusion if you weigh all of the torture against the benefits. It's about the same.

I think that the reason I have taken to it so well is that I am taking my sweet ass time when I run. I am a ten minute mile pro! If you're one of THOSE people who like to run miles in under six minutes. Then stay the hell away from me! I run to look good, not for my life. Like you people must be doing.

I have made a few goals.
1. Run AT LEAST 10 miles a week.
2. Build up to 5 miles each run.
3. Run 500 miles within the next year starting April 8, 2012.

I am currently at 12 miles in my first week.
Too legit to quit.