That run was HARD.

I ran last night, after about 2 weeks of not running (like I said I was going to.  The track was closed, and I’m not comfortable running outside here), and it hurt.

It took a lot longer for me to find that beginning running stride, and I felt almost drunk, the way I was wobbling around.  After 3 laps, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I got on the ground to do some crunches, plank, some yoga, etc, and finally made myself get back up and finish the mile.

Those last three laps almost killed me.  By the end, I was shaky and seeing stars.  I was so dizzy that I felt like I was going to pass out.  I laid down on the cold ground to wait for Kyle to finish his mile, and I just about fell asleep.

A warm shower took the knots out of my shoulders, but my abs ached for the rest of the night.

I’m not looking forward to tonight’s run.


Not Cutting It

I have a secret for you.

Although I look like I’m incredibly in shape, fit, and look like I eat well, I don’t, and I’m not.

I’m skinny, but I pant as I walk up a hill.  I eat pizza rolls for lunch, and other salt-laden foods for dinner, and I sit on my butt in my room most days, and other days, I lay on the couch and watch T.V.  Very rarely, I get up and actually do something active.

Lately, I’ve been feeling an itch.  I’m not content sitting in my chair, laying on my bed, relaxing on the couch.  I look at my pizza rolls and crave vegetables and fruits.  I look out my window and crave sunshine.

Spring has sprung, and my body is finally coming out of winter hibernation.  I’m anxious to work my body out until I fall asleep, exhausted and happy from the hard work.  I crave mountains, and long to be back in Wyoming, hiking with my dog.  But because I can’t afford a $400 plane ticket everyday to hike, I have to make do with the flat prairie of the Midwest.  I’m already planning camping/hiking trips in my head.  Right now, I’m looking out the window, typing as fast as I can so I can get out there.

School starts tomorrow, and I already know that I’m going to be bogged down, but I’ve already vowed to make this my best term in order to get accepted to University of Arizona for next fall. The beautiful weather will make it tough to go to class and get papers done, but there’s only 10 more weeks until I’m finished with my sophomore year at college (who knew I’d get this far?).

My mind can’t handle sitting in my room anymore; I’m headed outside to soak up some sun/warmth.

It’s Aliiiiive!

I swear I’m still alive.

It’s been a crazy couple of weeks.  First, I got fired, so I’ve been running around trying to find a new job (actually, I’m not really trying all that hard to find one, I’m basically being really lazy).  Second, I start the last term of sophomore year on Monday, and I just now get my classes scheduled (which was insanely hard because they were almost all filled up).  And lastly, I got my nose pierced!  I’m not going to get into it too much tonight, because I do have a whole thing to write up about my experience and my piercer.

So, this was really just to check in and assure you all that I’m still kickin’.  I’m headed to the zoo tomorrow, and on Friday, I’m headed to Michigan, so it’s shaping up to be a really long week.  I promise I’ll get better about blogging; during break, you’d think it’d be easier to blog, but in reality, I don’t have much to talk about (that wouldn’t bore the pants off of you, anyways).

I will be back to update you, I promise.

Running Again

I feel like I have a lot of goals, and I’m always introducing another to the mix, which I’m not sure is good or bad.

My most recent goal is working out every day.  I always try to do this, and it lasts for about a week before I skip it one time and then it doesn’t work anymore because of the one time I skipped.

Well, I’m doing it again, and I’m seriously motivating myself.  I’ve got an AWESOME bra (so I can’t complain that my boobs hurt or that the bra hurts, because this fits amazingly), I’ve got good shoes that are comfortable to run in, and make my feet feel good after, and I’ve got a whole spring break to make these habits stick.

It’s a bit much of me to think that I’m going to work out every morning and every night, but after the run I just had, I want to feel like that again.

I told myself to take this first night easy; just a simple short little run to get my body used to more exercise.  I ventured outside to run (after stretching, of course), ran up the hill and back down.  I didn’t even break a sweat, but I was panting a little bit.  I got back inside and decided that I should push myself a bit more.  I got my iPod, found a way to keep the buds in my ears (because music makes me workout at least twice the amount), and headed to the track (it’s dark outside and I was a bit wary of getting kidnapped or something).

The sign on the wall said “6 laps = 1 mile”.  I decided right then and there that I was going to do a mile, even if it killed me.

I started slow, jogging at an easy pace.  I was the only one on the upper track, and a bunch of guys were playing basketball on the lower courts.  The track is even with the 3rd floor windows, and the guys studying watched me (and met my eyes) every time I passed.  I could hear the guys playing ball yell, over my music, every time I got to the starting line (whether coincidence or not, it spurred me on).  About lap three, I started sprinting as hard as I could for one side of the rectangle (the shorter side).  In my head, I screamed to myself, “GO STRONG!”.  I got to the final lap, and about a quarter of the way through, sweat soaking my hairline, I knew that I was going to finish this lap strong.

I sprinted with every ounce of strength I had in my body.  Any ounce not dedicated to that headlong sprint was dedicated to the screaming in my head, “YOU WILL FINISH STRONG. YOU WILL DO IT.”

I thought that I was going to die on that final bit, but I finally got to the end.  In my head, I cheered for myself and I allowed a tiny smile before I started the 7th lap, just a walking cool-down.

When I finished that lap, I got down on the ground and held plank (this) for about 30 seconds until I felt he burn in my abs, and then switched into the child’s pose (this), held for a few minutes, loving the burn of stretching, and then transitioned into the cobra pose (this).

By this time, I still had time left before my playlist started again, so I decided to round out the workout with some crunches.  I did about 30 before the heat flooding my face was unbearable.

When I was done, my hair was sticking up all over the place with sweat and I had a massive migraine.  When I got to my room, I drank about half a bottle of water and then hopped in the (cool) shower.

I feel sore, but I want to go back out to the track and run some more.  These must be the feel good endorphins everyone talks about.

I want to go run some more, but I also want to curl up in bed with a book.  Since the track closes at 11, I think I’ll take the book. :)

Also, anyone want to suggest some fast-paced, upbeat songs for me?  I need a good mix, and the longer I run, the more music I need!

Lipstick Update

It’s been awhile.

Hi, my name is Cassandra.  Remember me?

Anyways, school has been pretty crazy, and I’ve been working my tail off to get projects and papers done last minute.  Add in massive procrastination and you’ve got me; a stressed-out college kid.

I’ve been trying to do the lipstick thing, and I try to put it on before I walk out the door…all the crazier colors get wiped off last minute because I’m not brave enough to wear them out yet.  Here are two lipsticks I have been wearing an awful lot, though.

This is Fanfare by MAC, the very first day I decided to do the lipstick thing.  It’s a very pretty mauve-y rose color, and it’s a Cremesheen finish, which gives it the glossy look, and also makes it very moisturizing.  It lasts for hours (I’ve never counted how many, though), and it gives a nice finished look to the lips without going overboard on color.

This is The Faerie Glen by MAC, after I colored my hair (oh yea, I colored my hair again.)  It’s a very light nude-y color and it’s a Lustre finish.  It barely covers the natural pigmentation of my lips, but it doesn’t give me a corpse look like a lot of other nudes give me.  Super moisturizing, and lasts for hours without needing a retouch.

Both are perfect for wearing with dramatic eyes (or as I’ve been wearing them, super super dramatic lashes).


I was doing so well on the February photo a day, and then life got in the way.

So, I’m not going to humiliate myself and try to catch up on photos (sorry to those of you who were enjoying it), but I’ve got a new project, which isn’t as time-consuming.

(I’m taking a break from studying for a really important test right now.  I’m anxious to take it, I want to do well.)

In an effort to prove to Kyle that I DO look different with different lipsticks on (we argued about this because I’m about to Back2Mac some things, and I’m trying to choose which lipstick to get for free, and he said that I already have all the colors; what do boys know about makeup?), I’m going to wear lipstick every single day (doesn’t matter which color, I’ve been playing with the idea that I wear one color for one solid week, a different color the next week, etc).

No matter where I’m going, if I leave my room, I’m putting lipstick on.  I’m not sure if I should start today (because I don’t have a mirror compact, and wearing lipstick requires touch-ups.  I am stopping in at Ulta to pick up a cheap little compact tonight, along with my rewards gift (I’m dying for this one and for this one, but I really can’t justify spending that much on a mirror to carry around.).).

And now, excuse me to get back to studying.

(If you don’t hear from me much in the next week or so, I’m probably just sitting in my room, pulling my hair out, trying to get a massive amount of work done for finals.)