Saturday, September 10, 2011

Oh, High-Low! Welcome.

Hi, my name is Lauren. I'm here to over-share about my life and its various misadventures.


But first, a little about me:

1. I have traveled the U.S. extensively, however, I have only ever traveled "internationally" to offense Canadians. However, over this spring break I'm going to Taiwan. I am SO excited. Fo rill.

2. I am a runner. This is a recent development, as in I started this summer. I was inspired by this girl who took a marathon class her senior year in college. She and I had convos about how she had always said she just "wasn't a runner" and it was all in her head that whole time. But to start at the beginning (warning: my inner drama queen is making an appearance in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....don't say I didn't warn you). I went on a trip to Arkansas this summer, and one of the girls we were there with went off a rope swing and landed on a submerged tree, and gouged her leg in several places. We were on a canoe trip and had to paddle 20 minutes back to camp and then run all the way back to our tent to get the insurance information. I, myself, have always claimed to not be a runner, and that about did me in with all the running (probably about a quarter mile to our tent from the river banks). At that point I knew something needed to change. If the girl had actually been dying she would have died waiting on me, and that responsibility made me wake up and smell reality. I was out of shape. Someone could have died because I didn't care about myself enough. At that point I vowed to shape up (ha.ha) or ship out. However, execution of the plan failed a little. I have no willpower, and once I got back to real life it was easy to blow it off. And then I met Amanda, the runner who never thought she was. And I thought to myself, self, there are things in your life that you just plain don't have control over, but this, THIS, you can fix. So I started running on a bike path near my apartment, and by the end of the first week I was running a mile without stopping. Something I never imagined I could do, and I did it. And then I started noticing that this new-found commitment to something was changing me physically, and I was like, how you doin' collarbones? Now, I am running 3+ miles every day. I have done a 4 mile race. I am by no means a  fast runner, not even close, but I can run. I don't think I've ever been so proud of myself for something, or so committed to something. I love running, and I can say that it has changed my life. So there's that. Good thing that wasn't a long story.

5. My closest friends tend to scatter when they're done with college. This is an expected consequence of growing up, but really, how rude.

6. I am a painfully shy person deep down.

7. I am currently in my very last  semester of college. I'm getting some super applicable and useful degree. Bully for me. ha! I do not have a job yet though, so that's rad.

8. I completely a dude when it comes to cars. Ok, not completely, but I do appreciate cars, and I change my own oil and other sorts of boss activities for Thelma (my car).

9. I'm a middle child, and yes, I have the usual accompanying complexes. Joking. Mostly.

10. And finally, this is my third attempt at a blog. And my most public. Hopefully it will be funny and worthwhile to read:)

Over and out.