My Favorite Foods....in a very particular order

#1: Cheeseburgers. Good ones that weigh half a pound and the grease drips down your arm when you take a bite. Not some silly BigMac. I like to take mustard, ketchup, and a little mayo and swirl it together til it makes a new orange sauce that it rather delicious. I like cheddar cheese. No mozzarella. No pepperjack. Cheddar. I like it cooked medium, I like it pink inside. I like to have it with lettuce and a whole wheat bun (because of course, I am healthy). When OI'm feeling randy I like grilled onions and grilled peppers on it. I like jalapenos on it. I like ranch dressing on it. I think I want a cheeseburger for lunch.

#2: Chocolate Covered Strawberry's. Oh my gosh so delicious. However, I attempted to make these yesterday for Jerry and I's romantic valentines day dinner and they did not taste any better than they looked.

#3: Belgium Waffles: Light and Crispy. This will change your life

#4: Broccoli. Kind of embarrassed to add this to the list but I just couldn't not put it on. (after all, I am supposed to promote health). I like it steamed, stir-fried, in a casserole, raw, baked, with a cheeseburger, or any other way you can prepare broccoli.

#5: Ranch Dressing. I am not lying when I say I could drink this. I enjoy it on everything. Cheeseburgers, french fries, I cant eat pizza without it, chicken nuggets, potato chips, tortilla chips, broccoli, celery, carrots, burritos, tacos, nachos, my fingers......

Hold the bacon, please



I promise I haven't been neglecting this blog, I just have been lazy and busy (if you can do both of those things).......more of Ms. Kenz to come :)

Fish Burps

Getting a Masters in Health and Exercise Science makes me believe I should live the healthiest of lifestyles.

I run 5 days a week because if I didn't then I would be a hypocrite.

I try to steer away from fast food and junk food (not well, but I try) because that's what healthy people do.

I don't smoke because its repulsive (oh, and unhealthy).

I take a multi-vitamin every day because that sounds like it should be healthy.

I feel like I get questions about this kind of stuff frequently. Lots of people will ask me what kind of vitamins they should take, or when is the best time to drink a protein shake?, Whats the magic way to lose weight?, Should I eat more calcium? More Zinc?, My back hurts - what can I take? Stop here. My back really does hurt.

I typically can't answer any of these questions having to do with nutrition - my only answers are what I read online or what nutritionists I work with tell me (which I do understand is more QT than most Americans spend with a nutritionist so I give myself credit on some of my knowledge). I am pretty good at making up answers however, not to brag, so consider yourself warned next time you ask me a nutrition question - I may know it...but I also may be bullshitting you on what I think sounds good.

I asked one of my classmates, a (very fast) runner, a healthy person (like all of us, duh), and also a girl who is up on her nutritional supplements (or could be a good bullshitter like me - but I'm willing to believe her) about this back pain that I'm sure as a 22 year old pain I should be having. She recommended taking fish oil - said helps with joint pain. (not to mention it helps with lots of other things...helping control cholesterol levels and reduced inflammation around the body - not only in the joints...but of course, I knew all that)

I thought I would give it a try...
I started last week.
The pills are large.
And urine-colored.
I ended shortly after.
My burps smell like fish.
It's so rancid it makes me want to throw up.
Don't let the cutesy wootsy design fool you


No joking, they were miserable. Any little big of indigestion you had was awful. I guess I didn't even realize how much you have those little burps that no one else even notices until I was trying will all my might to NOT have them. However, the 3 days I made it through them - I am convinced my back was feeling better - not as stiff and my runs were smoother. I just cant deal with the burps. Anyone take fish oil? Can you handle it? Other suggestions for joint pain? (stop running 40 miles a week is not an option) I've heard flax seed is supposed to be good...but I don't know how I feel about burping up flax. After all, I don't even know what flax is.

New Day, New Year, New Resolutions

Happy 2010. Two thousand Ten? Twenty Ten? Haven't yet decided what I want to call it - so typically you get Two Twenty Ten out of my mouth. Incorrect, but you know what I mean.

The Holiday was good. Colder than those living in the south can handle, but for me, a northerner or a "yankee" as they like to call me, enjoy the cold and the 10 and 20 degree temperatures. I am however, a little upset I went an entire Christmas and New Years without seeing any copious amounts of snowfall. Landing in Detroit a couple days before Christmas there was an inch on the ground, and thats all I ever saw. Bah Humbugh. I got to spend 4 days home in glorious Ohio, doing nothing except drinking more than I should, eating a lot more than I should, and running a lot less than I should. Whatever, thats what New Years resolutions are for right?

New Years Resolution One: Drink Less. Yeah right.
New Years Resolution Two: Eat Less...or maybe just healthier, I could do without the handfuls of chocolate chips at 11:30p
New Years Resolution Three: Hit the gym. I run, sure, but this flappy stuff under my butt and "biceps" is starting to look more like my grandmothers
New Years Resolution Four: RUN MORE. At least 35 miles per week. I like it when it hurts.

The day after Christmas, the family packed the car and we were in for the 12 hour miserable car ride down to our beach house in Kiawah Island, South Carolina. You can ooo and ahhh but let me stress that Kiawah is not all as great as it sounds for the 22 year old that doesn't golf. If you are a golfer, like my entire family, its great, you can golf every day in 45 degrees and be without the fear of an alligator biting your arm off (see: alligator ouchies ). But me, not so much. I ran every morning and was done by 11 where I then played tennis for an hour with the oh so cute pro's there and then sat around all day waiting for nothing. My days were done by noon. Oh woe is me. Needless to say I was a major pita*. But hey, that's what New Years Resolutions are for.

New Years Resolution Five: Don't be such a pita around my parents. After all they have given me everything that I have and I am nothing but grateful for that. I could do a much better job at showing that.

I spent New Years Eve in Charlotte with Jerry. I had been waiting forever to get his gifts, and he definitely did good. While I didn't get the Tiffanys diamonds I was hoping for, or the new pony I wanted, I did get a lot of practical things that I will be able to use throughout the year. These included such things such as a Cig water bottle (I guess its unsafe to drink out of plastic ones sitting in your car for 3 weeks?), a pair of soccer cleats (I play flag football and soccer and cant seem to take a single step without falling on my kadunk, "pretend" pulling my hamstring to get attention, and I would love to blame my not being able to catch a football on the fact that I wear tennis shoes...needless to say, I am going to have to find something else to blame my uncoordination on), a sleeve for my laptop (my treatment of anything expensive is very poor), a nice little sweater jacket, Shrek 1, Shrek 2, and Shrek the Third (these rally to be the single best gift I have just about ever got), and a book that he has been telling me to read for a long time.

New Years Resolution Six: Actually read the book - and then work on putting the book into practice and being more positive about everything...the ways I approach things sometimes can be a little ridiculous...what we like to call the downward spiral approach (I cant do this so...Ill never get a job..Ill never have a family..no one will like me...Ill live in a box..have no children...die in my 40s alone and poor). Ridiculous...and I know it.

I have actually began this resolution. The book is How to Win Friends and Influence People. I would tell you what its about but I would like to think the title is self explanatory. I have read 2 chapters, and I think they already have changed my ways of talking and conversing with people. Maybe now I'll make more friends in lame old Winston-Salem. Or with my new attitude maybe I should say..."I can't wait to make some friends here in Winston-Salem, the land of Opportunity". Sarcasm? 100%. But, its the right idea.

Sooo, here I am, back at WFU for another semester. While my break was spent mainly looking for schools I am interested in going to for my PhD program, I guess I should focus on this semester so I can get into a good one.

New Years Resolution Seven: Get all A's. I was .75 points away from this last semester. I can make it rain here.



*Pain in the ass. Whoooops! Also, I would like to note that I am not always a pain in the ass, just more than I think I probably should be

I was just so busy....

Studying for finals.

Running a half marathon. (1:52 due to HILLS, 33 degrees, rain, and too much wine the night before)

Having mommer visit for the weekend.

Hanging out at bars in Charlotte with Jerry.

Sitting in the airport waiting to fly home.

Planning out my future, one PhD program at a time.

Sleeping.

Stressing over "the perfect" Christmas gift....is there such a thing?

Browsing Tiffany's & Co. (www.tiffany.com) Enjoy.

Putting Jerry's face in dancing elves, and singing santas, and joyous reindeers (see most recent...or not so recent post)

Working.

EATING.

Not blogging.

I was just so busy not blogging that I had no time to blog. In fact, I was so busy studying while sitting on my couch and watching The Office re-runs and creeping on high school classmates on facebook* (and calling friends with the "guess who is engaged?") that the last thing I would be able to do is write about what I have been doing.

Well, my first semester at WFU has come and gone, I got by with all A's and a B+ in Biomechanics, my "specialty" no doubt, so I am off to a great start. I would like to say I am the smartest kid in my class but that would be a lie. But I do like to pat myself on the back (and I can tell you what muscles I have to use in order to do that). I have made a couple new friends, successfully made my apartment "home", and have succeeded, I believe, in "growing up" a little bit...as much as it pains me to admit it.

So, now I am home in the the greatest state in the US of A. Ohio. I left 60 degree weather in Charlotte and came to 2 inches of snow , and 25 degrees. I couldn't help but smile. I ran 6 miles on ice this morning, and it was the best run I have had in awhile. I had to scrape ice of the windshield this morning. I loved it. I even busted out my snow boots to run out and get the mail. More just because I wanted to believe I had to wear snow boots, but all in all, I love those Columbia Boots - and I surely will not get any use of them in Winston-Salem NC. I don't know what it is, but I love this state. I can't wait til I become super grown up and can move back to Ohio and be freezing and miserable in the winter. Something about Christmas with no snow that just doesn't seem right.




*let it be known that I spend ENTIRELY too much time on facebook per day/hour. You want to know who is engaged? Oh, I can tell you. Where, when, how, why, who.....and I may not have ever even talked to this person in high school before...but her locker was kinda by mine? Justified to creep on her life.

What I do during finals week

http://www.dancingsantacard.com/en/?santa=692706

Just a little early Christmas jingle to get everyone in the holiday spirit!

Turkey Day Thanks(giving)

I went home to the best state in the US this last week (Ohio) for Turkey Time. I ran 40 miles while I was home and during these miles - I had a lot of time to think. Since I am crazy and run so much, I also do a lot of thinking. I think about 40 miles a week. I wonder how many thoughts per mile I average. Anyways, on a longer run I started to think of things I was thankful for...you know to try and get me in the thanksgiving spirit...

My Thankfulness List:

1) I'm thankful for where I am today. I am one of 8 HES graduate students attending Wake Forest University, one of the top in the country.

2) I'm thankful for any faculty member who has ever pushed me to be where I am today. This more than anything includes Dr. Vanderburgh, Dr. Seay, and Dr. Laubach - who pushed me more than I had wanted at the time, but have made me who I am and have given me the abilities to be where I am today. (Even though I will attribute my adherence to their pushing to Dr.Vanderburgh's stunning looks and my desire to always want to impress him)

3) The runners who have inspired me to keep running when it hurts. My iPod especially. She ran her 2nd marathon last week and would have BQed had she not vomit 6 times between miles 20 and 21 - her passion for running always seems to give me the extra boost I need to keep going. Other runners include Paul Vanderburgh (aka Dr...but in a running world, he is Paul), Dr. Messier (who is 60 and still cooking marathons 3:20), and my mother.

which brings me to...

4) My mother. One of the most amazing and inspiring people I have ever met - started running a couple months ago and is now running a half marathon with me this weekend. She is one of the most cool tempered people I know. She inspires me every day to be more like her. You can tell she loves what she does, even if she does have bad days...and sometimes it is all I need to keep my going.

5) Paul Vanderburgh's good looks. A couple examples: "You should run a marathon" Okay, Ill run 2. "You should go to grad school". Okay, Ill go to the best in the country. "You should present this research in Seattle". Okay, anything for you, Ill even pay for it.

5) Jerry Patterson*. I cant even being to talk about how thankful I am for this stud. He is the reason I wake up every morning with a smile, and why I go to sleep smiling. He makes my hardest weeks easy, just knowing he is waiting to see me on the weekend. He can always make me laugh even if the worst has happen (like I get a B on an exam...God forbid). His way of dealing with things is so admirable that I can only hope that some day I can be understanding and loving towards everyone as him. I am thankful for every minute we spend together, whether it be in Chicago or Boston exploring new cities or it be on my couch watching NFL football while he plays fantasy (gross....ITS A FANTASY).

6) The Green House Girls. My best friends. The 8 girls I lived and spent all my time with at Dayton. I cant be more thankful for them. They will always be there for me, no matter what happens, and I always love getting the email updates to see who the new flavor of the weeks are for most of them. The affairs, the gossip, the drama...we all thrive for it, but no one ever wants to be a part of it. While they are all far far away from me now, and I am in lonely old W-S with no friends and a pile of homework up to my chin, I still call them my best friends and they always will be.

8) Chocolate. God's gift.

So these things were just a couple things that I could think of that I am eternally thankful for, and I wouldn't be who I am if it wasn't for any of them (especially chocolate, because I would be 20 pounds lighter). So now for left overs (which I can also say I'm thankful for)



*Jerry...just an inside joke to protect his identity....so no other girlys reading my blog can look him up and take him away from me ;)

Runners "Hi"

After running 2 marathons, I know what that runners high is...you get it after 15 or 16 miles and you start thinking "huh, that isn't so bad, I feel great". Then you get to 21 or 22 and its a different story and you start thinking "why does anyone do this?", "this sucks", "I think I am going to die. Right now". This feeling is awful, but the runners high you get early is an amazing feeling - I have learned being the nerd that I am, that this high is a rush of endorphins...so it is kinda like a drug. So sweet, I guess I'm not drug free - sorry D.A.R.E.

But there is this other high that I think is less Physiological - and its a runners "hi". I became especially aware of it this morning while I was on a quick 6 mile run. After running over 30 miles earlier this week, this "quick six" was painful - and I had a couple bouts of "this sucks" and "I think I am going to die", etc. However, Saturday morning is a runners haven. So many runners - especially today. 50 degrees, sunny, calm and quiet. So soothing. I passed 6 or 7 runners this morning, 4 of them said "hi", gave a little smile and wave, or even said a "beautiful morning for a run, huh?". I find that these other runners are what keeps me going. Seeing them, and having them acknowledge me is almost like a little high - I always pick up my pace a little bit - and all the pain I was feeling is relieved for a little while. A high from a hi.

Yesterday on a 10 miler - I passed a lady as I was running up a steep, long hill. She said "Keep it up, this ones a killer". I smiled and laughed - then an hour later when I was running down it she was running up it - "killer." she said - and I told her "it's good for you". Love it. Wednesday on an 8 miler and 60-70 year old man passed me 3 or 4 times on his bike "wow girl, how far are you going?" When I told him 8 he laughed and just said "Good for you! I'm glad you are out here!". Love it. They give you a reason to be out there - they make you feel good when you may be feeling awful.

Further on that, I can't stand the runners I pass that look at the ground and don't bother to smile, say hi, or even acknowledge that I am there, running on the same road. I know they see me, they move over so we don't crash into each other. We are all runners - we are out there, we are friends of the road - say hello, make me feel like you enjoy being out there - that way I can enjoy it as well. I even go so far as to waving at the guy running on the other side of the 4 lane highway*. Makes me feel good, makes him feel good. Maybe I'm addicted to the hi. Maybe I need the hi to get me through the run.

Someday I am hoping that one of these runners I say hi to will say "I see you running a lot, what are you training for? Want to run with me?" Maybe this will be how I make running friends. Until that day happens, I'm going to keep waving, and try to make everyone believe that I am having a great time, and that my body doesn't feel like it got ran over by a tractor. But hey, I'm a runner. We are stupid. We run when it hurts. We like it went hurts. We never stop. We...or maybe just I...get a high from the hi's. So keep them coming!


*Note to readers/mothers, there is a sidewalk and I am only running on this 4 lane highway for .2 miles - danger factor minimal