I don't want to reveal too much on my blog in case the reunion committee reviews it and doesn't let me in, but let's just say I wasn't exactly in tears on the last day of high school. I did not exactly run for prom queen. Or to really put it out there, Eric was captain of the football team at his high school, and he said he wouldn't have dated me if we went to high school together (he was also a wrestler so in my mind he was the black AC Slater).
Yup, that's right, I went and found his yearbook, and took pictures, because I was too lazy to scan stuff. Another hint - no idea where my high school yearbooks are, I know I did not take them when I moved to MD.
Casi and I promised each other years ago that we would both go to the reunion - much more out of curiosity than to actually reunite. I'm lucky that I've stayed such close friends with her, and we were also friends with Katylin in high school (although we graduated from different schools) but there's only ONE other person that I've actually kept in touch with outside of Facebook (my friend Rachel, an amazing marathoner who has done Boston!).
To make things even more awesome, the reunion is at the restaurant where I had my very first job as a dishwasher (and I was totally snubbed by the waitresses), so it's a total trip down memory lane. It's the day before a wedding we're attending in upstate NY, so I had already planned to be there that weekend. AND the price includes 4 hours open bar, and it's less than a five minute walk from my mom's house. Thank you so much, reunion committee planners.
I'll tell you one more story about high school, but it segues into something actually relevant to this running blog, I promise. When we had to run the mile, first of all this was basically equivalent to me running a marathon at that point in my life. I got a major asthma attack during the third lap, and the gym teacher told me I needed to finish before going to the nurse. When I finally got there, my normal inhaler didn't work and my mom had to come pick me up because I was coughing like crazy and still having trouble breathing. Good times.
So the point is, I was too traumatized to remember my mile time, and too uncool to do anything like track or cross country, so I will definitely beat it in Kari's timed mile challenge! If you haven't signed up, you should. I'm really curious to see how fast I can run just one mile all out, and I have two friends with similar paces (Jill and Jackie!) doing it with me, so I think the competition will actually make me push myself. Jill and I were only 4 seconds off during the two mile timed trial from Tuesday!
Pretty sure I'll look like I did during the whole ten miler last Saturday: beautiful.
I took about a 3 mile walk to the library yesterday and it was pretty freakin hot. Then I did a 3 mile trail run with a running group, and was nearly at a Bikram level of sweat. If it's over 90 like this for the next 50K, I'm in trouble. Good news was that Eric came along for his first trail run and loved it. It had a hill similar to what we experienced during the Northface Endurance Challenge so he got to see firsthand what I've been complaining about. My Garmin died as soon as I turned it on, which is a big problem for me. The photo from the B-more Ten Miller finish line shows what I do at every finish line.
Were you cool in high school?? Would you/did you go to your ten year reunion?