one happy (valley) girl

Well, where did I leave off?  (I realize I’m two days behind… I’ve been a busy, traveling girl!)

When I woke up Sunday morning, this is what was waiting for me on the table:

Awwwww 🙂  When Adam had asked me what I ate pre-race, I mentioned toast, peanut butter and banana.  And he got organic–double awwwww 🙂 🙂

Here we are, before:

I got the tank to match the neon pink trim on my shorts!

And can I just say that it was like 90% humidity and that State College has WAY MORE HILLS than I remembered?  Like, a ton.  It was as I was rounding the golf course hill that it all came back to me…

(Check out the building behind me in the above picture–that totally was not there when we went to school!)

And here we are, after:

Adam was DRENCHED and I was pretty sweaty, too.  Hot and steamy, it was!

And guess who WON her age group?  YOURS’ TRULY!  A 10k in 46:56.  Not too shabby.

I’d love to say I was shocked, but I wasn’t.  Perhaps surprised is more accurate.  I definitely wasn’t feeling fast that morning and was, as usual, intimidated by the field.  I have to admit; all this winning is still really new to me (let’s just say running wasn’t my sport of choice for, like, my entire life), but I’ve placed in my age group enough now that I feel like I can’t leave a race until they’ve posted the results.  It’s weird.  Awesome, but weird.  I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to it.  I mean, I don’t even really look like a runner.  At least not the fast ones.

And I have a theory: I’m in what I’m calling a “sweet spot” right now.  I’m in the 20-30, or sometimes 25-29, age group, which is just older than the super skinny, super fast high school/college ‘elite’ runners, but I’m younger than the ‘been-running-for-twenty-years-post-kids-competitive’ group.  More times than not, I’ve noticed that the ladies finishing just ahead of me are older, but don’t win THEIR age groups.

Apparently, my 15 minutes of fame is limited.  Or I’ll just have to get faster.  (I think I’ll take the latter.)

And the perfect end to a fantastic weekend, a great run and a win?  The Waffle Shop!

It’s a State College mainstay and super famous.  It now has three locations–the original being right on College Ave.–and always has a line around the building on weekends.  I’ll admit that Andrew and I weren’t regulars here while we were students, but it is the first place I had chocolate chip pancakes, and for that I will be forever thankful.

Adam, Andrew and I met up with Abigail and waited outside as the temps started rising.  We made it into the air conditioning just in time!

I ordered the “mini platter” and was able to request chocolate chip pancakes instead of plain.  Thank goodness for substitution-friendly establishments!

After our delicious and very traditional PSU breakfast, we all parted ways and I headed toward Philadelphia, while Andrew and Abigail went north back to New York.  I’ll be on the road through Thursday–more photos and updates on my travels soon!

Arts Fest

Or, ‘a walking tour of the best school ever.’

(I can’t help it, I’m a bit biased.)

Let’s go chronologically, shall we?

A friendly face greeted me when I opened up the cabinet to get a mug for my coffee!  Yet another surprise Adam had waiting for us.

Adam and I went for a trail run together once he was up and going.  We ran right out his back door and onto the trail.

I’d been on that trail before, but never to run.  Ninety-one percent humidity today = lots of sweat!

We swung into the visitor’s center (located next to the stadium) to pick up Adam’s race packet and for me to register for the 1oK tomorrow.  Yay for being spontaneous and getting some exercise at the same time. I love races!

While there, we took some photos of (and with) JoePa’s statue.  In light of recent events, I felt like we couldn’t get there fast enough to snap another photo should the unthinkable happen.  Thankfully, (at least for now) the statue is safe.

We lunched at the Penn State Sub Shop, located just off campus on Beaver Avenue.  It’s one of those rinky-dink places with limited seating and its walls are covered in photos from the 70s, 80s and 90s in which the subjects are all displaying sub shop banners.

We walked around the booths and we actually ended up buying something.  Andrew loves photography, and with the new house needing some more ‘stuff,’ we chose four different prints of the campus at different times of the year.  Can’t wait to have them framed and up together in some sort of grouping.

Arts Fest is both on and off campus, and features all sorts of art and street vendors.  Allen Street had a giant structure in which water systematically filled and then was dumped out of buckets hanging above.

After we made the rounds of the art booths off campus and then made some purchases at stores along College Ave (the obligatory Family Clothesline purchase, a neat PSU football field platter to match the one Abigail gave me for Christmas, and a vintage Buffalo Bills t-shirt from People’s Nation, similar to Homage in Columbus, OH), we made our way back onto campus as we meandered toward the car.

We passed Simmons Hall, where Andrew spent three years and I spent two.

Look!  Here’s Andrew in front of his window (which, for awhile anyway, he used as a door for the convenience factor).

We wandered through the HUB (student union building) as a shortcut to get to Adam’s staff parking lot.  Many a lunch was eaten in this building, mostly at Panda Express.  Since leaving college, Starbucks has invaded the campus as they bought what was there before–Seattle’s Best.

We passed the Armsby Building, which is where I took my Advanced Creative Writing class.

Our destination: the creamery!  When we were students, the creamery (at least the retail part of it) was housed in a small building on the north end of campus.  It’s now been moved into a giant, brand-new building on the same road.

I have to admit, while the new building is beautiful and the blue-and-white umbrellas and tables outside are nice, it just doesn’t feel the same.  Granted, whenever I go back to campus now it’s typically an event weekend, which means there is a huge line at the creamery and you basically file in and out as fast and as efficiently as you can.  There are ton of people working behind the counter; yelling peoples’ orders and scooping ice cream as fast as their fingers can.

All the cones and cups come in one size; and yes, I ate every last bit of it!  I chose Alumni Swirl: vanilla with swiss mocha chocolate crunchies and a blueberry swirl.  Yum.  And I was genuinely hungry after four hours of trekking all over downtown and campus.

We walked back toward downtown and passed one of the buildings they built while we were students.  I tell you what–each time Andrew and I come back there are buildings and green spaces popping up all over the place.  One the one hand, it’s nice that the campus is growing well and looks beautiful, but the more it changes, the less I recognize it.

Here’s Thomas Building, which houses the largest classroom on campus–it seats a whopping 1,000 students!  I actually had a class in that room–100 Thomas–my first semester on campus: LARCH 60–the History of Landscape Architecture.  It’s hugely popular.

Here’s a view of the Shortlidge Mall, which used to just be Shortlidge Road.

Not all of the buildings on campus are beautiful and old; this one is very much in the 50’s style of architecture.

And here’s the front of the HUB:

Here’s one of the prettiest areas of campus, the mall leading up to the library:

We went to Golden Wok for dinner, a favorite of Andrew’s from college.

Here’s Andrew’s fortune:

After reading it, he quickly replied: “I already have–I married her.”  Awww.  He must want something.

After dinner we walked back up through the engineering quad and discovered that Penn State now is home to a bunch of ducks in a small pond near the alumni center.  They were incredibly friendly, but that’s to be expected; the squirrels here are all but domesticated.  I mean, think about it?  There are like 40,000 students walking around for nine months of the year; they couldn’t avoid them if they tried.

And our last surprise of the evening?  The fact that we barely recognized the Peace Garden, which was being put in while we were students.  See those trees?  They were just saplings when we were here!  Look how they dwarf Andrew and provide all that shade–I remember sitting and reading here in the sun before the trees were tall.

We walked our little legs off today, and I’ll looking forward to some rest!  Adam and I have 6.2 miles to run in the morning, followed by lunch at the Waffle Shop!

school daze

Let’s see…  I was at my future school yesterday, and I’m at my alma mater today!

I rode down to State College with Abigail and Andrew followed us.  I love seeing the stadium as we drive in.

And you’ll never guess what was waiting for us when we drove up…

…Adam displaying a blanket emblazoned with Andrew’s photo!  If anyone is more of a prankster than Alex (Andrew’s longtime friend from high school and best man at our wedding), it’s his older brother, Adam (with whom we’re staying).  Here’s a close-up:

And there was one on the bed, too.  (I realize everyone else reading this will think it’s weird and creepy; you’ve just got to know the Nye family to realize this is a sign of affection.  I think.)

After getting quite a laugh, we headed to campus where we caught glimpses of peoples’ wares as they buttoned-up their booths until tomorrow.

However, College Ave. was still hoppin’!

We walked past Andrew’s old stompin’ grounds, the honors college.  He’s such a smartie pants.

We made my dream come true–dinner at Baby’s.  It’s a little 50’s diner I’ve always loved since being a student.  We feared there would be a huge line, but since it was later on a Friday night, we sneaked in and got a table right away.

Andrew and Adam:

My usual: a peanut butter milkshake (just like the ones Christian and I would get)…

…and a chicken wimpy basket!  Two tiny chicken burgers with pickles and fries, and a side of mayo for dipping (because THAT’S healthy).

Everything tasted just like I remembered and I was blissfully happy.  (Small) victories of the night: not eating all my fries, getting a kids’ italian ice at Rita’s (instead of a custard-filled gelati, of course–they have one in State College now and we needed some palette cleaners) and talking the guys into skipping the beer tonight in favor of going home.  I didn’t have any more room!

I think Adam and I might run in the morning–I’ve been dreaming about running my old routes around campus–and I’m already excited for tomorrow.