So yesterday was my 800. I wasn’t to pumped up for it because I had already raced the day before and I’m just not an 800 runner. It was an Ursinus heat with about 2 or 3 other kids in it. I lead for about 500 meters and my legs were sore from the day before. I thought I was hurting during the race because we were going fast but it was all from the day before. My legs felt the same in the beginning of the race as they did about half way through. I realized this with about 200 meters left and just said, well I’m gonna kick this kids ass once we hit the straight. I had a pretty sweet kick and I looked damn good doing it. It was probably the most glory anyone has ever had while running a 2:08.93.
After we got back from the meet I was pretty excited to go out. I went to the track suite and pregamed there for a little bit. At 9:30 we headed over to Maples for “Maples Mania”. I had a nice buzz going at the time and when we got there it was totally packed. People were everywhere. It would take 5 or 10 minutes just to get through the house. I went to the back and the band was playing. They were okay? I didn’t know many songs that they played, the one I specifically remember was Boys of Summer. Interesting choice, not that many people were dancing or anything. It was a decent time. Cops showed up and were everywhere. I went out the back and then to reimert. I was hanging out in the track suite and then went to the Sig Pi suite. Satchel and I were hammered doing straight shots of something terrible. Then Satch and I went around going into any suite that… well any suite that didn’t lock their door. We picked up Ben and kept going into random suites. It was a pretty good time. We went back to the Sig Pi suite and Satchel challenged me to a throw up contest and I won. I made myself puke all in the sink and it was not going down the drain so well. After that I was pretty tired and decided to go to bed.
I woke up this morning and felt like an asshole. I went to bed at 3ish and woke up at 10:30. I laid there hoping to fall back asleep but that was not happening. I got up, took a shower for about 30 minutes, then went to brunch. I had no appetite. I went back to my room and tried to sleep again but I started feeling even worse. I laid in Mike’s bed for 20 minutes or so and talked to Adam. He said he was going to brunch which left me alone. I literally couldn’t do anything. My head was killing me and I just thought I was going to puke if I moved a little bit. I did the only thing I could think of doing, run! I ran 7 miles and felt awesome (normal) by the end. The first mile was brutal but about 10 minutes in I started to feel like myself again. It’s amazing how running cures hangovers that well. I felt so good afterward.
Anyway, that’s been my day thus far. I just went and cleaned out the puke in the sink. It was prettttty nasty. I don’t have to much work to do so tonight should be a relax night, poss Wawa. I’m really not trying to spend any money from now until summer. I got 10 dollars just for going to the meet on Friday so hopefully that, the $1.96 in wawa money, and $4.76 in dining dollars can last 3 weeks.
One last thing. When I am communicating via text, one thing that I use a lot is the “…”. I’ve only talked to a couple people about this but apparently that doesn’t give off good vibes. The … is just a transition. Whenever I go back and read my own texts or something I can see how people would get the wrong idea when I use that but almost it’s never what i intend. For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about, here’s an example. If you make a joke over a text or something and I text back, haha… blah blah blah. I just can see how someone could take that the wrong way. Whatever. And one more thing! The word texting comes up with a little red squiggle under it in MS word. Texting should be made a real word by now. “Texting – V – The act of sending a text message.”