I went for my morning walk this morning like I try to do every day and have been really good about it. The weekends are easier as the dog cries while I walk so my husband is home to comfort him. (What we do for our animals! He won't walk athletically, he's more of a strolling kind of dog so he gets a walk with me afterwards!)
So today, I see the ladies that run each weekend morning. There are 3 of them that run together but I think only one of them lives on my street. Can I tell you, they are the smallest, well-dressed, cute runners I ever saw? I felt like a hippo walking down my street next to them. I had on a pair of 2x pants that I folded the waist over twice since they are too long now that they are loose, I had on a sports bra that isn't my favorite but the favorite is in the wash so I felt like my boobs were far enough down to tuck in above-mentioned big pants, my hair was up in a clip because why shower before I walk, and I had on a fleece jacket that I bought 2 months ago (that was too small) that is now too big! These ladies had on cute spandex pants, awesome colored running sneakers, fun looking colored headbands to match their sneakers, fitted running jackets that just looked so put together.
I decided I'm making my morning walk a fashion show for myself from now on. I felt so down in the dumps after seeing them that I was embarrassed for myself. I mean, I can't change my size instantly but I can change my appearance enough to impress myself. All of my clothes were clean out of the laundry so it's not like I was wearing anything unpresentable. And I felt fine when I stepped out on my front steps. It was just seeing these ladies (who are easily 15 years OLDER than me!) that totally deflated my morning walk that I look forward to.
I can't wait for my walk tomorrow. I'm going to be all dolled up and fancy! No eyeliner and lipstick but everything else is going to look good.