Post Marathon!

Yes, that's right. I've participated in a Marathon... In Beijing, no less. Rachael and I ran the 10 km (only 6.2 miles, bah) and we finished in 1 hour, 21 minutes and 52 seconds. I blame the bottlenecks along the course.

But really, who knew that running 6-something miles with so many thousands of Chinese people would be just a great time? I even got picked up, yo! I swapped cell phone numbers with this (cute) Chinese guy who is really South American because he grew up in... I can't remember. But it was so strange because I thought his English sounded funny and then I realized, duh, it's English with a Spanish accent. Who else did we run into? Oh, this 80 year old professor, who completely out paced us. But he was funny. A couple of Canadians... Oh! And we jumped in front of every news camera we could find.

Jiayou! ("add gasoline to it" -- their form of a cheer).

Duly noted, though: choose your marathon socks wisely.

Today wodeshenti buhao. My legs. Going upstairs is so much better than going downstairs, but I'm waddling around, essentially.

And lord, was I in a mood during Chinese class. I even look like a scary ghetto kid with my hood all up and a scowl. That and we only pulled off a 88 on the midterm. And I know that I got the highest score and mine was substantially higher than Allie's. I think some of the Denver U kids might have actually failed.

I really need to just... string up my professor. Yeah, that'd solve most things quickly. He tried to use me as an example with the text (because we are learning a lot of science terms now) but I was definitely not putting out. No sir.

Rural Economics wasn't so bad. I'm glad I choose to present first, because the professor essentially assigned the same topic, just worded it differently, so my stuff was "fresh and new" vs saying "Yeah, uh, mine was all covered...?"

I think tonight I am going to have to start in on my Rural Economics paper--at least getting research out. We only really have a month and a week of classes left and I have several long papers to write so I need to be on top of that shit.'Cause that's how I roll.

Yeah marathoners!!! Jiayou, bitches!

EDIT: oh, if anyone who reads this wants a charrie note/letter, just comment. I'm too lazy (I ran a 10k marathon!) to find the exact wording and such *loves*