Of exercise, that is. YES, I did run yesterday! But not the 5k. I left work and saw it was storming over the park area and decided not to chance it, so I went home and ran a different route around the neighborhood. I did ok - not bad, not great. Better than the day before, for sure! It’s a funny thing about exercise. I loathe doing it right now, but whenever I get through with it, I’m never like “GOSH! I just wasted 45 minutes of my life!” Instead, I always feel glad that I did. But man - DH and I are super burned out on exercise right now. Only 3 more days, FP. DVD today, 5k tomorrow, hike on Saturday.
Soooo I finally got out and did some shopping yesterday. I had one of those moments… the moment I always read about people having on the forums. The moment when you pass by a shirt or dress or whatever and you realize that you could actually fit into it. I couldn’t fit into ANY regular sized clothing 6 months ago. (Side note - 6 months, WOW. Has it really been that long? Have I really been that committed? Crazy!) Yesterday I bought two SIZE 12 dresses. I couldn’t believe it. I just had that moment in the dressing room where it was like…wow, this is for real. Ideally I’d love to be a size 6, but there was a time not so long ago where I thought I’d be destined to shopping at Lane Bryant for the rest of my life in the 16 or 18 department. Size 12. I know sizing is different for every label, and I know they are just arbitrary numbers, but it just felt so good to not buy certain things not because they didn’t fit, but because I didn’t like them. Anyway, so the two dresses - I’ll wear them both on the trip, and one will double as the fancy shmancy dinner in July for my work. I tried them on for DH and he was wow’ed, hehe. He loves the black one I got. I’m sure we’ll have pictures of me in them from vacation so I’ll be sure to post them when I get back. It was just…surreal. With the black one, I had picked up a size 14 and tried it on. It fit well but seemed kind of baggy, so on the off chance, I got the 12 without trying it on at the store. I figured if it was tight, it would be good motivation not to eat myself silly while gone. Well, it fit perfectly when I tried it on at home. *tears of joy* LOL
Anyway, after that, I ran to the store to pick up some dinner (rotisserie chicken -mmmm!) and bought myself this outrageous, obnoxious bright pink nail polish as a reward for running. After dinner, I painted my toes and fingers - I love it! It’s amazing what a simple thing like taking the time to paint my nails does for my self esteem. I keep admiring my pretty pink nails..haha.
Omg! Only two more days of work left! I AM FREAKING OUT!
but it’s for the best, I guess, lol.