Dream big, Juno.

The Noncommitment Girl post generated lots of buzz. Who knew. Really, I don't much care about being typecasted. It won't change me, which is probably both good and bad. Let's revisit the subject in 2012.

Moving on. I have been all kinds of sore this week. I blame Tuesday's pull-up/KB swing/sit-up/lunge extravaganza for initial onset. I blame Wednesday's OHS strength and conditioning for continuation of the suck.

So really I guess I blame Jeremy.

Oh well. 115 on a 1 rep max. I'll take it. I got to lift with a bunch of strong girls and I got to do my trademark move. I jerked 125lb from the back, got down into the OHS, and then fell over. The falling over is my trademark move. It's pretty hard to make it look so easy, but I've had years of practice.

But yes. My legs. Having run a few marathons in my day, I can say that this pain is comparable to the post-marathon DOMS. I actually took the elevator DOWN the stairs yesterday. It was embarrassing.

In more girly news, I got a haircut yesterday. I asked for the Kristan Clever but somehow ended up with a Miranda Oldroyd instead. I guess that's okay. Miranda is my girl crush after all. My hair actually looks amazing, which almost inspires me to style it more than one day a week. Whoa--dream big, Juno! The saddest part of the cute hair is the return of my grad school dark eye circles, since I've recently replaced sleep with caffeine. Those tend to ruin the effect.

You've probably seen how they are bringing Bambi back out on Blu-Ray and therefore airing commercials like mad. This is semi-meaningless to me, minus the fact that I keep spontaneously yelling out "Watch what I can do!" just like Thumper. Mostly in the hours when normal people are asleep, when I am studying, desperate, and need a pick-me-up.

So I'm pretty sure that is enough of a snapshot into my life for now.

Noncommitment Girl

"The longer she forces herself to avoid relationships (because that's what she's doing), the more hardened she will become. She will get to the point where having a relationship becomes something that is scary and ominous, because she believes that by giving in to one she will lose everything else she is working on. Yes, it's a control issue, friends, and because relationships are unpredictable she feels like if she has one, the rest of her carefully calibrated, foolproof routine will go out the window.

It's easy for Noncommitment Girl to let her life be solely about her. She has to realize, though, that her life is about more than just herself."

Apparently I am Noncommitment Girl, which I suppose is heaps better than The Cheater, The Flirt, or Goin' to the Chapel Girl. Out of the multitude of categories, I'm happy with what Lo tells me I'm in. Overall, a good read and a welcome distraction from the perils of heavy textbooks. I will be happy to lend anyone my autographed copy if they want to know what "girl" they are. Or boy. Don't be shy.

I'm now going to take a page from a friend and give you a day in the life of Noncommitment Girl. On a holiday.

7:15a: Wake up.

7:20: Coffee. Lots of it. Eat.

8:30: Leave to go teach Attack.

9: Teach Attack to some serious diehards.

10: Sit at the gym and make fun of people with a friend. (Jeggings Lady took the cake. Also, I know I'm a horrible person.)

11:30: Arrive at home. Eat.

12:40: Think about doing homework.

12:45: Fall asleep on the couch.

2:15: Get off the couch only to eat.

3: Watch Scott get into a fight with some weirdo who was picking a fight with Kim on the Kardashians.

4: Contemplate going to 5:30 Attack. Decide I'm hungry. Eat.

5:30: Decide to be responsible and study.

And that my friends, is how you live it up on Presidents' Day. Look out, Easter.

Thoughts on Presidents' Day Weekend

It's late Saturday afternoon, and I'm taking this opportunity to post. I'm going to be cliche and say that I seriously can't believe how quickly time is flying. 2011, you are a sneaky one. Oh well. I really don't mind. I like being busy, and I like completion check points. Therefore, grad school is good fit for me. Two more weeks until spring break. I can do that. I'll be starting off that week of leisure* with a trip to Chi-town. What does this mean? Well, technically, it's a Les Mills fitness convention, so I'll be experiencing the brand new ATTACK and RPM and probably some other classes too. That's pretty exciting. Secondly, it's Chi-town, which means there are THREE Lululemon stores that I can visit. I've never been inside a real retail store before. I'm not sure how I'll react. Shock. Awe. Sadness that I can't purchase the entire inventory. Oh boy. Thirdly, I'll be going with some pretty fun peeps.

On a side note, my body is currently on strike. Not as in the usual, "I'm sore and I can't move" type. Rather, it's the "I did too many heavy deadlifts yesterday and I have to DNF today" type. I hate not finishing a WOD, especially a Hero WOD, but I'm so glad I listened to my back this morning and didn't stubbornly continue to use awful form to gut out endless reps of "The Seven." Another day. That's definitely one I want to conquer in this lifetime.

You should be on the lookout for my next update after I've finished reading The Lo-Down, a riveting tale of life and love in the Hollywood Hills, written by one Lo Bosworth, from MTV's The Hills. An autographed copy arrived in my mailbox on V Day from a pretty damn cool friend. As I mentioned, stay tuned, readers. I'll share my findings.

I'm going to blame the pain shooting through my lower back for this dull update and my overall lack of wit. Regardless, thank you, Biofreeze, for making this lame post possible.

*Week of leisure, ha! Those no longer exist.

I’ll take impossibly hard Canadian provinces for $500, Alex.

If you even halfway know me, you’re aware that I have long been aspiring to be a Jeopardy champion. As soon as they opened up online testing registration a few weeks ago, I signed up. And I took the online test last night.

What a buzz kill. That test was ridiculous. I didn’t imagine it would be a walk in the park by any means, but what I experienced was more akin to a gang beating in the park. I’m pretty sure I only knew about 20% of the answers. 15 seconds to read and type a response before the next one appears on the screen. It’s rapid fire. You hesitate, you lose.

I’ll be notified of my score regardless of if I pass or not. I’m not hopeful. My only consolation is that I will never have to appear as socially awkward as the contestants that actually make it onto the show. At least not televised.

But registration is still open and you can take the test tonight or tomorrow...visit here.

Let’s now talk about how this weather is quick becoming a pain in my side.

Hmm. That’s pretty much all I got on that front.

Let’s talk about how obsessed I am with the Glee cast cover of “Bills, Bills, Bills.” Seriously. I have it on repeat.

And finally, let's talk about how excited I am for my Program Evaluation class tonight. Totally stoked. There are only 4,572 things I'd rather be doing. Approximately.

Snowpocalypse

I would have updated sooner, but I just now dug myself out of an avalanche of snow. Gross. Absolutely disgusting. I'm pretty sure that age and a distaste for snow are proportionately related. Which basically means I have a lot of potential wintery hate inside me.

But today the sun is shining, or at least the leftover snow is so blinding that I am tricked into believing it is sunny, so I am not complaining.

Hmm. So let's talk about the fact that I can't stand up without exhibiting signs of pain all over my face. Somewhere between a cheery mid-morning team WOD with some fellow BAMFs on Friday and "Nate" yesterday, I have lost the ability to walk. The nail in the coffin might have been capping it all off with taping RPM yesterday afternoon. BUT...it is recorded, and I am mailing it off tomorrow. V for Victory.

I have to say, I am loving the Hero WOD that CrossFit Springfield has added to the Saturday schedule. These are special WODs, hard and heavy, and they were written to pay tribute to a specific fallen soldier. Before we start, our coaches brief us with a snapshot into the life of the hero we are honoring. It's inspiring to say the least, and knowing a little more about why we are doing it makes it a necessity to put literally everything into that workout. Yesterday's was "Nate."

"Nate"

As many rounds as possible in 20 minutes of:

2 muscle ups

4 handstand push ups

8 KB swings 70/55

CFS, if you're reading, come to a Hero WOD.