Not Jump Rope Queen

I was quite excited and nervous for the G-Fit Jump Rope Competition, since I felt I had a solid chance of not tripping and landing on my face.  The night before (as witnessed by roomie) I had practiced with my invisible jump rope, bounding around the living room.  I was feeling good.  Then, I show up at the big gig at 12:07p ready for action.  I took a couple practice swings with my rope, did some shoulder rolls, and eyed up my time keeper.  Good news? She could run a stopwatch.  Bad news?  She wasn't coherent.  Example:  After what had seemed like 3 hours later and I had been jumping constantly without error, my lovely time keeper mumbled something.  "You're done" was not what she said.  Regardless, I stopped jumping to ask her to repeat her incoherent comment. "You're halfway done!"  Insert eye roll and panic attack here.  Next, I start frantically jumping and pound out another astounding 100+ jumps - no errors.  What could have been a world record of jumps (Laura's World) in 2 minutes, turned out to be 232 jumps instead of at least 250. I should really put "jump rope" on the top of my 26th Birthday Gift List.

Eating Journal:
-oatmeal with granola, dried fruit
-melon salad
-salad with tofu, bulgar wheat pesto patty
-couple bites of cupcake
-wine sampler, bites of seitan sautee
-mongolian BBQ (broccoli, onions, cabbage, mushrooms, carrots, baby corn, udon noodles, chili sauce), froyo

Exercise Journal:
-20 min walk
-jumped rope 232 times in 2 minutes (decent)
-1 hour Zumba dance class