TODAY on the other hand (Day 27) Woot woot! Big day here! Let me start at the beginning...
Let's see... Hubby and I (with children in tow) went to Dicks sporting goods to look for insoles for me to patch me through until (hopefully) I get some new running shoes for my birthday. When we walked in I was in a sea of purple (yippie!) Nike womens running gear (oh it was soooo pretty) and then I was a little sad because I knew that we couldn't afford anything (not a big deal, do I REALLY need name brands to run around the block in the dark while holding up my pants? No. lol)
But then I was uber sad and a little pissed off that the sizes only went up to a large. A 'Womens sport gear' large...which is like the medium at Abercrombie. WHAT THE HELL? Oh, so big girls, or women with *gasp* BOOBS don't want pretty work out clothes? Just because we enjoy butter on our steaks and bread pudding and don't have a freakishly fast metabolism or the skinny gene (Sorry JoAnn I didn't get that gene, my sister Anna did though) or GOD FORBID we've had two kids back to back doesn't mean that we don't deserve to have beautiful clothes to get sweaty and grimy and feel good about ourselves in. You know what Nike? Screw you. I have lost forty two pounds in less than four months and I am going to go to Target (where I guess I BELONG) and buy my Champion sports bras and mens track pants and bedazzle the hell out of them and they will be way better than your stuff made out of the weird slippery feeling material. Who need forty dollar running gloves anyway? (FORTY DOLLAR EXERCISE GLOVES! That is 4 packages of diapers!)
I was so worked up that hubby had to stop at McDonald's so I could get a mocha to chill the hell out.
When we got home I coulsn't take in anymore, I HAD to run. Inspiration struck and I decided to tape my feet to give my arches some support (they had to do SOMETHING before insoles were invented) and whatd'ya know there is a youtube video on how to help correct overpronation by taping your feet.
Gave it a shot, taped the feet, remembered to put some anti-chap stuff on my face, took Louie out and we ran for two blocks! One of which is my favorite block to run down. :) The left foot felt awesome, the right one I think I did a little too tight, and for some reason the top of my foot kept cramping, hurt like a mo' fo'. But I got a little bit of a run in! YAY!!!
Here are some pics:
Things I can not run without: Louie, taped feet (I wonder if this schnazzy Ace tape comes in schnazzy colors? Hot pink anyone?) Face lube (aka 'Baby kisses' by the Bourdeaux butt paste people, pretty awesome) My Zune (His name is Pasquale) and my awful headphones (I think they came with my phone...can't remember, all I know is they make my ears hurt)
Bandit laying on my beat up running shoes, I think he was kind of miffed that I took Louie and not him...And I'm off to do the elliptical!
Well lemme tell ya that skinny gene ain't all it's cracked up to be. I spent almost the first 50 years of my life drinking milkshakes trying to grow out of that training bra. Girls with boobs have always seemed fortunate to me. And they always have guys on their arms! I mean have you ever noticed that! Well I have. Then it all up and changed almost the very day I turned 50 and that's a whole other story. So anyway, now that I got that off my chest, (pun intended) if you would like the baby food cooker that could possibly be aranged. Or maybe some green dollars for some pretty bedazelled purple things or whatever. And you are absolutely right about them not making pretty clothes for us big girls. Which I consider myslef now that I have to shop at Lane Bryant to get a shirt to fit over my voluptuous boobs - which I now proudly finally have thank you very much! At times I'm tempted to go out and buy a sewing machine and get creative. So good for you sticking with it. Wish I could get ambitious enough to go out and walk in the mornings like I used to. I know it does wonders for the old attitude. Got to run...later...Anonymous Jo (learning to spell anonymous) Ann.
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