Two A Days

So I hit the gym this morning at 6 AM and ran on the treadmill for 40 minutes followed by bi's and tri's and abs. Let me tell you, it looked like I had taken a shower after that workout. One of my benchmarks of a great workout is sweating my ass off. Seriously, if I'm not drenched I feel as though I'm not working hard enough. Call me dirty, but I love it.

This brings me to my next point. I literally do not understand, and hate chicks that workout at the gym with their hair down. Seriously?? What are you going to a fucking beauty pageant after this?? How can you run or lift, or work with your straightened, styled hair? It really grinds my gears. I'm fairly positive that I do not  look attractive when I'm at the gym - and I'm not trying to! I'm gasping for air, dripping in sweat, most likely have a pained look on my face. Then the girl next to me, is frolicking on the elliptical, sipping vitamin water and flipping through People magazine. UGH. What are you trying to pick up a dude or something? I would not want a guy that found a chick like that attractive. I'm sure all of my exes can attest to the fact that I need nothing more and am perfectly happy with a cold beer and some snug time. Literally. I don't need you to carry my bag, I don't need you to open the door for me, I don't need you to call me, I don't need to know what you're doing all day. I mean yes, it would be nice, but, just pick up a six pack on the way over and we're good.

Anyways, so I had my early gym sesh and then went to work for ten hours. I've been working on this one position that is an internship. I thought it would be fun to talk to college students. Um, false. College students are literally clueless about the real world! Was I that clueless?? I like to think I wasn't, but they probably don't think they are either. I talked to a junior in college today,
"So, what is your current position?"
"Student."
ok, fair enough I guess
"Um ok. So what was your last job?"
"Oh, I've always been a full time student"

whaaaaaat. How have you NEVER had a job??? I couldn't help but think - I have been working since I was 13 years old. THIRTEEN!! And I have had more job than probably any of my friends besides my friend Alex, who has a different job every day. Check it:

First job: Village Market of Osterville - bagger, I rode my bike!!
2. CVS - cashier (I got fired, whoops)
3. Christmas Tree Shop (YEAH I WORKED THERE)
4. PetSmart - small animal specialist - CERTIFIED
5. HeartBeat Quilts - I cut fabric
6. HyLine Cruises - ok I liked that job, I worked in the ticket office
7. WVPT (Virginia's Public Television) while I was a full-time student
8. Massanutten Public Library - I rewound VHS tapes. VHS TAPES. ugh.
9. March of Dimes - assistant
10. Cape Cod Baseball League - merchandiser
11. Cape Cod Baseball League - GROUNDSKEEPER - I still have paint on my some of my fave tshirts
12. Black Sheep - waitress (please note: past three jobs were held at one time)
13. Hyannis Yacht Club - server (they don't call it waitress at fine dining apparently)
14. Insight Global - recruiter
15. Keurig - marketing assistant

THIS IS MY 16TH JOB HOLY CRAP. What is wrong with me? I guess I'm just a really hard worker?? My point is, I have a lot of experience and I started work when I was 13, and that is actually totally the norm on the Cape.

Moving on.....After my ten hour day of work and a quick nap on the bus. I came home and went on my second run. Yup. That's right, I went running again. Why, you ask? To torture myself? Training? I'm not sure - a combination of both. Let me tell you something I've been running a lot, A LOT a lot and I've come to this conclusion:

Running fucking hurts.

It kills!!! And not the "ooh great workout!" soreness. No, no, no. It's quite literally painful. My shins are sore, my knees, my ankes, my fuckin' limbs feel like they're going to stop working soon. It takes me about the first mile or so to loosen up the point where I'm not on the verge of tears. Long distance running is super high impact. And my HIP FLEXORS - holy crappppp they are so sore!! I can't help but groan really obnoxiously loudly when I'm stretching out, it hurtssss. Does it get better? Does anyone know?? Because it doesn't feel like it's getting better, it just seems that i'm tolerating pain more effectively.

I also learned recently that there are no iPods allowed during the marathon. Are you fucking KIDDING me?? How am I going to do this?? I seriously rely on my ipod to get me through my runs. There is no way in hell I am training withOUT music or else I would truly be torturing myself.

Okay, time to take an obnoxiously hot shower to soothe the muscles and then ice my knees. FUN!