Running and My Birthday

I might put some pictures up later. The thing isn't working right now.

So my mother keeps bugging me to put up a new post, but really, nothing ever happens to me that is post worthy, and I don't have her creative genius, nor do I have tips on how to clean or dress children.

For the past month and a half I have been exercising everyday. I started out jumping rope and "Skipping It". After a week or two of that, I graduated to Tae Bo. Everybody should know Billy Blanks and his Tae Bo videos. He is an old childhood friend of mine: my mom used to make me do Tae Bo for "P.E." when I was homeschooled. After two or three weeks of doing Tae Bo, I decided it's time for me to start running. My inspiration comes from my cousin, Troy. He even gave me some great running gear for my birthday. (Thanks dude.) I'm starting out running 30 minutes everyday for 30 days. The first couple days were killer, because I have NEVER run before. After that though, I was able to run longer and walk less. I didn't start to feel tired as soon. So I've been running for about a week and a half now.

On Monday, I decided that I would run to the city next to Provo (Orem). It's really not too far away, only a couple miles. I started running at about 8:40 at night, thinking I had plenty of daylight left to run there and back. After 30 minutes of running though, I started to feel some explosive diarrhea coming on. I was far away from anyplace where I could use a bathroom. Also it was starting to get dark, and earlier that very day, I had told my mom and grandpa that I won't run in the dark. I knew that there was a 'Will's Pit Stop' coming up soon, but I couldn't remember for the life of me if it was a gas station or just an automotive repair shop. I kept on running, actually kind of limping, trying not to let anything out of my intestines, hoping with all my might that Will's Pit Stop had a bathroom. It did! I ran into the bathroom and there was a lady in there, cleaning. I felt sorry for what she would have to do when I was done in there. So she left and I sat on the toilet, but nothing came out. I knew that there was something in there though, and was afraid that it might surprise me later, so I sat there a little longer. Still, nothing. That lucky lady.

I didn't have my cell phone with me, so I asked the guy behind the counter for a phonebook and a phone. I called a member of my bishopric and asked him to call someone to come pick me up, I told him that I didn't want to run in the dark, and that was the reason, but in my mind the explosive diarrhea still lingered, waiting to pounce.

So some guy from my church came to pick me up. I assured him that I could easily run back, I wasn't too tired, I just didn't want to be abducted. He told me that if I wasn't so good looking I wouldn't have to worry about it. He's right.

So since I've started working out and restricting my calorie intake, I've lost the ten pounds that I gained! I also found out that my body fat is 21% which isn't great, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be.

Yesterday was my birthday. A friend took me out to lunch and it was very nice. Afterwards I went home, bleached the top of my mohawk, and then dyed it purple. It looks pretty cool, but I think I'm going to bleach out a little more and have more purple, so that it will be a little more noticeable. After that, I just hung out at the mall, by myself. I bought some super sweet sunglasses, the kind that my dad used to wear, except they are silver, not black. I don't know why I bought them, I ALWAYS lose sunglasses. Lets see how long these last. I then went to Coldstone Creameries and asked them for some free ice cream, because it was my birthday. They obliged. I'm technically supposed to print off some registration thing from the internet to get the birthday ice cream, but they were cool about it.

When I got home I got ready to go to Institue. It was really good. It always is. I tried to sit by myself in the back, looking as mean as possible, with my new shades and purple hair, but people still sat with me. I'm not complaining, I'm just surprised. After Institute I went to my old apartment and hung out with my old roomies. They took me to Coldstone and I got some more ice cream. I was very tempted to tell them it was my birthday and ask for it free, because it was a different Coldstone, but I decided not to. My roommate was paying anyways.

We went back to the apartments and sat on the grass and ate ice cream. When we were done we still sat out there, and they informed every passer-by that it was my birthday. I hadn't really told anyone. One of the passers-by, a girl named Lindsey, came back with a bowl of ice cream and candles for me. Yay ice cream. I forced it down.

That is all I have to say. It's kind of a lot to read, sorry, or whatever.