I think I have finally recovered from a very eventful weekend in Sydney. Some friends and I grabbed the train up to Sydney early Saturday afternoon and did a little shopping and a little exploring. I got a new running top for my big race the next day and then we met up with some other friends from Wollongong to get some dinner. We walked around town for quite awhile bickering about where to eat (it's hard to make decisions when you have 10 people delirious with hunger) and we finally stumbled into China Town. We had all been there before but had only been able to find expensive restaurants that were too expensive for cheap college students. But we encountered some dumb luck and decided to check out a little underground food court within China Town. . .Jackpot. It was tiny, but jampacked with about 10 little Chinese restaurants all with huge portion sizes and no meals over around $7. We were all starving and quickly made our choices and devoured our food. The food was excellent which supports my theory that they dumpier a Chinese restaurant looks, the better the food is.
After dinner, about 70 people from I-house were going to the Aussie Rule Football (AFL) game in Sydney. We met them all at the game and watched the Sydney Swans beat the West Coast Eagles in a very exciting game. I sat by my friend Lisa who lives next door to me in I-house. She's from China and is one of the sweetest girls I've ever met. She wasn't a big sports fan though and I was pretty exhausted from a busy week, so we both didn't pay much attention to the game. I was convinced that AFL games only had three periods, so at the end of the 3rd period I got up to start leaving. Everyone gave me really weird looks and finally my friends informed me that AFL games have 4 quarters. Oops.
Once the 4th quarter was finally over we jumped back on the train and everyone headed back to Wollongong. Justin and I, however, headed to our hostel because our race started at 7:30 the next morning. We were pretty wiped out by the time we got to the hostel so we just headed straight to bed. Luckily our hostel was only a minute walk from the starting line, so we rolled out of bed around 6:45, got ready quickly and jogged over to the start. I was feeling a little nervous about the race seeing as I had been sick for the past couple weeks and was still fighting a cold, I was a little sleep deprived from a busy week and I had eaten Chinese food the night before. Definitely not the best way to prepare for a half-marathon, but when I started the race I actually felt quite good. I was running at a pretty good pace and was enjoying the route through Sydney. There were about 10,000 people in the race, so it was busy but not too crowded.
Around the half-way mark I started to get a little tired and I knew the rest of the race was going to be a struggle mentally. But I decided to push on because I really wanted to finish under 2 hours. It was difficult to figure out my exact pacing because they marked the entire course in kilometers and my math skills aren't 100% when I have already run 7 miles. Anyway, the last 3rd of the race I felt pretty terrible, but I started to get stubborn and refused to stop. . .also not a good choice. For those of you who know my running history, I returned to my old ways and collapse 100 meters before the finish. (DISCLAIMER: I AM COMPLETELY FINE SO NOBODY SHOULD WORRY!!!) I just got a little dehydrated and I think the combination of everything else led to my body just giving up. They gave me an inhaler and a bag in which I threw up my breakfast and then they carted me over to the medical tent. My friend Justin said that I was pretty lucky because I actually got my money's worth from the race. . .since the entrance fee includes the medical assistance, but most people don't get to use it.
Once I got over to the tent, they took my temperature and found that I was overheating a little bit. They covered me in ice packs and gave me a saline drip to try and rehydrate me. After a couple of hours recovering in the tent, my friend Justin finally found me. . .which was perfect timing because I was finally well enough to head home. We walked (very slowly) back to the hostel and I took a very refreshing shower. We had planned to spend the rest of the day walking around the town, but we both decided that probably wasn't the best idea.
Instead, we found one of the lovely parks in downtown Sydney and just rested in the sun for most of the afternoon. Around 3:30 we finally felt well enough to walk all the way to the train station to head home. We made it back to Wollongong around 6:30, just in time for dinner. I loaded my plate full because it was my first real meal all day. I felt so much better after a little food. The rest of the night was spent recovering from my exciting day.
Monday I had to head to the doctor to get a physical for scuba diving. Justin and I both needed to get one, so we went to the Medical Center in town and waited for a doctor for almost an hour. We finally were able to meet with one and he just checked our blood pressure, gave us a breathing test, and did a few other vital tests. Apparently I'm healthy enough to scuba dive, so this weekend I'm getting certified!
I headed back to Sydney at around 3:30 on Monday with some girls from my study abroad program because our program was taking us to the Opera House to see When the Rain Stops Falling, an Australian play. We got to Sydney early so we could find a restaurant called Pancakes on the Rocks. It's a restaurant that has every type of pancake you could possibly imagine and it's located in a part of Sydney called the Rocks. We were all hungry (this seems to be a common theme in all of my stories), but our map was not very detailed and it led us on a wild goose chase around the city (this also seems to be a common theme). Finally after asking two different people for directions, we found the restaurant. The other girls got various types of pancakes (apple, strawberry, banana), but I opted for a Caesar Salad (I think I'll have to go back, so I can get the real pancake experience). The salad, however, was excellent and definitely hit the spot.
The play was very well done and was actually quite good, but it was probably the most depressing thing I have ever watched. It was a story about two different families and how their stories intertwine. There was murder, tragic deaths, lost love, rape, and divorces. Not the happiest of stories, but it at least ended with a little bit of hope.
Finals are approaching quickly and I am trying to get on top of my work, but I'm not doing quite as good of a job as I would like. It's amazing how fast my time has flown by here; in less than 2 months I'll be back in Minnesota!
Instead, we found one of the lovely parks in downtown Sydney and just rested in the sun for most of the afternoon. Around 3:30 we finally felt well enough to walk all the way to the train station to head home. We made it back to Wollongong around 6:30, just in time for dinner. I loaded my plate full because it was my first real meal all day. I felt so much better after a little food. The rest of the night was spent recovering from my exciting day.
Monday I had to head to the doctor to get a physical for scuba diving. Justin and I both needed to get one, so we went to the Medical Center in town and waited for a doctor for almost an hour. We finally were able to meet with one and he just checked our blood pressure, gave us a breathing test, and did a few other vital tests. Apparently I'm healthy enough to scuba dive, so this weekend I'm getting certified!
I headed back to Sydney at around 3:30 on Monday with some girls from my study abroad program because our program was taking us to the Opera House to see When the Rain Stops Falling, an Australian play. We got to Sydney early so we could find a restaurant called Pancakes on the Rocks. It's a restaurant that has every type of pancake you could possibly imagine and it's located in a part of Sydney called the Rocks. We were all hungry (this seems to be a common theme in all of my stories), but our map was not very detailed and it led us on a wild goose chase around the city (this also seems to be a common theme). Finally after asking two different people for directions, we found the restaurant. The other girls got various types of pancakes (apple, strawberry, banana), but I opted for a Caesar Salad (I think I'll have to go back, so I can get the real pancake experience). The salad, however, was excellent and definitely hit the spot.
The play was very well done and was actually quite good, but it was probably the most depressing thing I have ever watched. It was a story about two different families and how their stories intertwine. There was murder, tragic deaths, lost love, rape, and divorces. Not the happiest of stories, but it at least ended with a little bit of hope.
Finals are approaching quickly and I am trying to get on top of my work, but I'm not doing quite as good of a job as I would like. It's amazing how fast my time has flown by here; in less than 2 months I'll be back in Minnesota!