Nostalgic Again: maybe it's the weather.

Sprintin' Clinton has come and gone, and I have one more trophy mug to add to my growing collection of beer-related race memorabilia. For whatever reason, Hunterdon County races usually have beer steins as the trophies, as well as the featured sale item at their parades. I'm not complaining- better a useful mug than a puny trophy.

Anyway, how did the race actually go? 20:59 for the 5k, which I was happy about- I wanted to do sub-20 but I hadn't counted on hills. By the end of the summer though! It was a really great race, lots of legit competition, including a bunch of very young track kids who were on my heels most of the race. I was the 5th woman, and only about 30 seconds off of 2nd place. I was first in my age group, so I was psyched about that. I couldn't have done it without Dad screaming at me to "go like hell" though!

Next year, watch out, I'll be back for the trophy!

I sprinted so freaking hard for the last 15 seconds when I could see the clock and realized it would be down to the wire to make it under 21. When I ran past it, it was at 20:59, but since there wasn't a chip or anything, they were writing it by hand and I think they might have added a second or two. Either way, I know how I did. I got down the finishing chute and heard someone calling my name. It was Matt, a kid I lived with for four years, til this June. He was there playing basketball with a few of my old friends, and saw me come in, so he was there cheering and gave me a huge sweaty hug. I forgot how much I miss him, even if I wasn't around that much when we lived together. It's been a weekend of old friends- I went to see my sister's play and realized that a younger member in the cast was an exboyfriend's younger sister- I hadn't seen her since she was five!

Anyway, after awards at the race we got a couple slices of pizza and I waited for my high school best friend Rob to pick me up to see Transformers 2 at 10 pm. I was exhausted, but he leaves for Europe tomorrow so I didn't want to miss him. It was an awesome movie and hanging out with him is always great- we hadn't gone to a movie together in a good 7 years or so, not since our moms used to have to drive us. We were goofing around, but luckily it was just us in the theater, since we were so darn loud the whole time. I forgot how much fun we used to have, and it made me feel like a kid again. I've been pretty forgetful about that, which leads me to my mini-rant:

Ever get nostalgic for things and people that you never realized that you'd miss? I've been getting that a lot lately, and I blame facebook, the fact that it's summer, and seeing a couple of old friends to remind me what I miss. Don't get me wrong, I'm super happy with how things turned out, it's just that I forgot how much fun I used to have too. For a couple years, it was easy to remember the crappy college/right before college years, and forget what came before and after them. Two semi-crappy years with a lot of shattered disillusionment and a few really dumb heartbreaks (yeah, just part of growing up) and all of a sudden, I was happy to forget everything.

Anyway, I realized that there are still some people I want to stay in touch with. There are a lot of moments I wish I could relive, but unfortunately, I don't think I'll ever talk to a lot of those people again. Is this maturity?

Well, my tired legs and I are going to get on the bike and head for the gym, I suppose. Then, home to fake chicken soup mom made Robbie and I, even though it's a million degrees in our apartment. I'm beat from yesterday but it's my last week before a taper and I don't want to miss anything.