I realize I have been a bad blogger and have been neglecting my little baby blog, but here’s a little bit of everything from the past 2.5 weeks of my life! Lots to say and show, but I’ll save the best for last haha. You’ll see.
Broad Street Run 10-miler
I said I’d have a Broad Street Run recap, but now it’s 3 weeks later and I’m going to be honest and say I’ve forgotten some of it. Whoops! Let’s just say I had a great time and it was quite an experience. It was the longest I had ever run, I was running in downtown Philly (I had only been to Philly once when I was 10 years old), and the race had more than 26,000 runners. One word: awesome. And I really have to thank my college friend from Bucknell who let me stay at her house that weekend and took me around Philly the day before the race. She REALLY made the race day stress-free for me in terms of transportation, baggage check, etc.
Day before the race, exploring Philly:
Race expo, which was not impressive!
City Hall. I ran down this street and right past it during the race. How cool is that?
Chinatown!
Awesome indoor market. It was HUGE and had everything you could ever think of, EXCEPT frozen yogurt!
So we went to Phileo Yogurt on South Street to satisfy my craving! I only have it a couple of times a year, so when I get it, it makes me very happy.
I loaded up with all of the froyo flavors that sounded good: NY Cheesecake, Red Velvet, Cookies and Cream, and Peanut Butter! Topped with mochi, strawberries, bloobs, kiwi, and a little bit of cookie dough. Quite expensive, but devoured within 5 minutes while walking. YUM.
Oh, and the official pictures from the race sucked, as they were huge group shots at the finish line, so here are the pictures my friend took on race day:
Waiting for the train into Philly at 6am.
My totally awesome friend Meghana! Too bad we’re a bit blurry.
My corral!
Lots and lots of people!
In all of my post-race glory. Satisfied. Killed the 10-miler. Hells yeah.
Oh My Gahhh-min
I’ve had my Polar F6 HRM for a year now, and I’ve always had to use various online route mapping tools to figure out the distance of my runs. And if I’m trying to hit a certain mileage on a run, I have to map it out beforehand and remember the route. Not anymore!!
I got a Garmin Forerunner 305 as a graduation present to myself. Yes I did. And his name is Chuck, named after Chuck Bass and Chuck Bartowski.
I love love love Chuck!! And I really like that I can get the stats on my computer through an actual USB connection because my Polar F6 does it by some sort of weird sound link (no physical connection to the computer) and it DOESN’T WORK. So frustrating. I also love that I can see my pace in real-time. Such a fun little toy.
Graduation
Oh yes, and I GRADUATED!
I hate that the gown is kind of like a garbage bag and makes me look so short. But hey, I now have a Master’s in Communication and Information Studies, so I’m not complaining haha.
Vacaaaation!!
Not gonna lie. Ever since I submitted my last paper on May 6, I’ve been doing very little. I did help my mom A LOT on her garden for multiple hours over multiple days, and I vacuumed the whole house one day, but other than that, I’ve been sitting on my ass. =X
I spent many hours and days on the computer researching our annual family vacation. We decided on Miami for 2 days and then a 4 day cruise to the Bahamas in June, and I’m super excited for it! The last time we were on a cruise was in 1999 in Hawaii, and although I was going through my ‘angry years’ and pouted in all the pictures, I think I still had fun haha.

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I’m looking forward to clear blue water! The Atlantic Ocean is pretty darn yucky compared to that! I can’t wait to go kayaking in it.
Workouts
I was in an exercise funk for the past few weeks, and I honestly didn’t visit the gym very often. I just wasn’t feeling it. Gardening was really exhausting on the days that had good weather and we worked on the land, and I did lots of BodyRock.tv workouts. I LOVE those workouts because they are short and sweet and totally kill you. I can feel myself getting stronger already, even though I only use my bodyweight! I updated my exercise page, so go check it out and try the workouts!
Now that I have a vacation planned to Miami and the Bahamas, I need to get my butt bikini-ready! Thank goodness The Fitnessista started her Summer Shape Up 2010 today just in time! I think this is just what I need to get out of my exercise funk! I love having new routines and a whole training plan, so this should do it for me. I did the lower body strength training and cardio workout today instead of the prescribed upper body routine because… well… you’ll see…
Emergency
I couldn’t do the upper body workout today because I couldn’t grip the weights very tightly. Why? Well take a look at what happened on Saturday:
Here’s the long story:
While doing yardwork, my dad and I came across a H-U-G-E boulder underground that we needed to remove. After digging and digging and digging, I went to grab the rock to try to pull it out, but my dad didn’t realize it and pushed the rock with the shovel towards my thumb. And unfortunately, my thumb was crushed between the rock and the cement. Thank goodness I had a glove on, but it still did a lot of damage.
I screamed and cried like I have never cried before. Luckily my dad doesn’t panic in these kinds of situations, immediately grabbed my finger to stop the bleeding, and guided me inside to clean off the wound. I was sobbing and sobbing and when he ran water over it, I screamed some more. I felt my body tingling from my hyperventilating and I was afraid I was going to pass out. My dad put Neosporin on the wound and wrapped 2 band-aids tightly over it to stop the bleeding. I eventually stopped crying and just succumbed to the intense throbbing. I wrapped my thumb up in an icepack and my mom took me to a local clinic to take x-rays and make sure nothing was broken.
Gosh. Clinics are so SLOW. First they put me in a room and I waited 30 minutes for the Radiologist to come and take my x-rays. He unwrapped the band-aids and blood started coming out again. It was actually dripping while he was taking the x-rays. Gross.
Then I went back to the examining room and waited 30 minutes for a nurse to come in and take my BP and temperature. I was pleased to learn that my resting HR was 55 bpm. When I was at my unhealthiest in 2005, it was about 70 bpm. By this time, I was really really hungry and had to pee really badly. But my would was still open and I only had a paper towel to control the bleeding. I couldn’t go to the bathroom and pee, and I had no food on me.
Another 30 minutes pass and the doctor comes in to look at my finger. He tells me the x-rays showed nothing was broken, and I didn’t need stitches. Good news! However, I would need a tetanus shot. No big, right? He says the nurse will be right in.
20 minutes later, the nurse comes in with the shot and injects it into my left arm (right thumb is crushed) so “both sides will be even”. Thanks, nurse. As soon as he injected the shot, he left. Not 10 seconds later, I felt myself losing consciousness and then I went into some sort of dream state. It felt like a pretty long time, and I had no idea what was going on, so I was really confused when the next thing I heard was “Doctor, doctor! She fainted!” It was my mom. Thank GOODNESS my mom came with me into the examining room.
Apparently I had passed out for 30 seconds from the shot. The nurse comes back in and props my feet up so the blood flows the other way. He keeps saying that it’s normal for people to faint from being nervous about shots, but I was not nervous at all. In fact, I was surprised how calm I was about it, and how painless it all was. I suspect it was probably the lack of food in me, but hey, it’s not my fault that I had been at the clinic for 2 hours by then!
The nurse then dressed my wound and put that huge cloth on top of it. I finally got to go home after that. I got up and felt something wet in my shorts. Odd. Also, I didn’t have the intense urge to pee anymore. Whoops. Apparently when I passed out, I also wet my pants. Who knew?
Oh gosh was my arm sore from the tetanus shot. Felt like someone punched me there! I could barely lift my arm, and I still can’t! Two days later (today), I had a follow-up to check for an infection, and I was nervous to see what my thumb looked like, after not seeing it for almost 48 hours.
Sorry. I hope that didn’t gross you out. It’s really not as bad as it looks. But now I just have to wait for it to heal and it’ll be all good. I’m glad to have that big cotton thumb off and I can just use band-aids and Neosporin now. I have full use of my thumb again! I didn’t realize how useful my thumb was until I couldn’t use it this weekend haha.
This was my first real emergency so I had no idea what to expect or how bad my finger would be. Thank goodness nothing was broken and it all turned out well. Whew. Ok. That was LONG.
Here’s the short version: My thumb got crushed on Saturday, I sobbed and sobbed like a hyperventilating baby, my mom rushed me to the clinic, I waited a long time for different people to see me, got x-rays, nothing broken, got a tetanus shot, promptly passed out, wet my pants, got my thumb wrapped up, went back for a follow-up and everything’s all good.
Well, that’s just some of the things that I’ve been up to these past few weeks, but this is a monster post already so I’ll stop. I’ve been reading posts, but not posting my own, and only occasionally commenting. I’ll try to comment more often, though. I love you all! I hope you still come around and read my blog too, even though I seem to be super sporadic in posting. Sorry!
I hope your weeks have gotten off to a good start, and didn’t start like mine did with sitting in a clinic for hours!


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