The day began extremely early. 6:00 AM to be exact. I was awoken by my dad, I had not even heard my alarm clock. For about 10 minutes I contemplated going for a run. I had taken 6 days off just because I had not found the time to run. Scratch that, basically I was too lazy to wake up and run at 6 AM and was too much of a bitch to run at 9pm. Finally I got up and said it’s now or never and laced up the shoes and went off. To say I struggled would be putting it mildly. I haven’t had to put that much effort into a run this short since I was back struggling to get to the top 5 in high school. I began in front of my house. Me in full spandex, sleeves, leggings; I was extremely cold what can I say. I got to the corner at about 1:40 and the half way mark at 2:40, there was no way I was going to run 6 minute pace. I finally arrived at the mile mark at 7:30. I sucked. I turned back. Cruising a bit easier since it was all downhill. I think I got back at 13:49, so about a 6:20 mile to finish it off a first run.
From there I finished packing. It didn’t take that long. I even got some time to shower and what not. I left my house and it was on to Idyllwild. I stopped by my work and put in my sale form. Then the long drive to camp really began. I had gotten about 30 miles in when I realized I was pretty hungry. I decided that I would not stop while I was on the freeway but rather stop after I got off. Right when I got off the freeway I ended up in somewhat of a barren wasteland known I guess as Hemet. I kept thinking to myself that I fucked up, but I kept driving. Finally I reached civilization, and less than a minute in I find a Starbucks. It was only 9:00. I was incredibly early. I wasn’t even supposed to arrive at camp until at least 10:30. So I decided to relax, order a coffee and oatmeal, and write a letter to my best friend who is about to ship off to Berkley. I sent it to her and then left Starbucks. Minutes later she had read it and loved it; that was great to hear.
From then on it was a climb up to Idyllwild. I ended up getting lost. I turned on the street too early and I guess ended up on the wrong side of camp. I turned back and finally found it. Parked and went inside for a counselor meeting. We went over our names and I noticed one runner in particular, I knew who he was. He was one of the top runners in state a couple years back. It was awesome to see him here. Some of these guys and girls were going to some amazing running schools. Berkley, UCLA, Arizona State, Florida State, and even Yale. I met the counselor that was going to be showing me the ropes for the week, Matt Miller. Matt runs for UC Berkley. Soon after we find out who are campers are going to be. We end up getting the Torrey Pines A group. Just for clarification there were 36 Torrey Pines boys coming to the camp. This was going to be an interesting camp. Afterward we got our gear. Asics hooked us up so well. I got a new florescent green jacket and a white jacket, new sweats, new shorts, new shirt, new hat, and new shoes. All for free.
We set up everything and went into our dorms to move in. We brought our stuff in and dressed and went back down to the front office. Now it was time to check in the kids. They came in huge groups. I had to pass out all the water bottles and the nametags/wristbands There was so many cute girls but I was working and that was forbidden lol. I then got into my running clothes and went down to stretches. As it turns out Matt is hurt and I was in charge of the guys. None of them listened to me. It was pretty frustrating. We went off for our run and almost all of them stayed together. I ended up running with one of the guys having trouble with the altitude running. He didn't know it but I was too. Could not show weakness because as far as they knew I was in shape lol. 20 minutes were finished not as hard as the morning 2 miles. Then we went off to dinner. Dinner was spaghetti. So good!
We then got back and it turned out everyone in the group looked up to Matt. He knew how to take control. Then came camp comps. Our group dominated both competitions. Afterward we went off to practice our skits. I was supposed to be in the toothbrush skit but luckily they scratched it. They then introduced us at the campfire. Rick said I was a 3:30 miler, lulz ensued. I introduced myself. Went pretty well. We then went back to our cabins and we had our cabin talks. The guys were really united and funny. Their man dares were so funny. Then lights out came and within five minutes some of the guys came in and asked Matt for some help. Can’t say what it was but the conversation was so funny. I guess it turned into one of their man dares.
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