These came in the mail today!
I took advantage of their 1/2 off sale and grabbed the two sets of calf sleeves I’ve been ogling for the last year and half. Now I can sport my Irish roots AND rock some polka dots. I LOVE me some polka dots.
For some reason, summer encourages me to spend money. I don’t know why. I realized this the other day when I not only purchased the above but also super cute red stripped new Sketchers. I’m kind of obsessed with Sketchers (I think these are really cute too!) at the moment because I can wear them for work and they are comfortable and supportive. The other day I wore heels for the first time in MONTHS. While darling, I realized why I haven’t worn them in so long. Supportive and comfy shoes certainly have their perks, even if they don’t uplift my buns in quite the same fashion!
Alas, now it’s time to put the kabash on the summer spending. It was fun while it lasted… This morning I woke up in a panic. I couldn’t believe I missed a race. It’s the Firecracker 5 miler (more on this later) and it’s such a fun race. I was so disappointed in myself.
Then I realized, “hey! It’s not the 4th of July yet! That’s tomorrow! You didn’t miss it!” I also realized I had to be at work in less than an hour and the dimmer switch was hit on said excitement. By the way – NO ONE is at work the day before the 4th of July.
Today is some serious prime running weather and I am determined to get my buns out there. I’ve been so freakin’ lazy lately. I don’t know why! My procrastination is in high gear for no reason. It hit me that yesterday was my last possible “lazy day”. Otherwise, I am going to be in so much pain. Remember when I spoke of the aggressive marathon training schedule a.k.a. run camp? This might be part of why I’m procrastinating – I don’t feel like I can get any better and just want to put this training off so I don’t have to face failure.
Ho-hum… I did join Jess’s summer challenge running plan so maybe this will offer a bit of inspiration, too? This morning, I kept thinking, “I used to be SO motivated. I used to just get out there or get up and JUST DO IT! Where did all of that go?!” I’m still not sure where it went but I’m guessing it’s largely habitual. Maybe my earlier athletic self was all a facade… I took the blue pill and then somewhere along the line I decided the red pill was more me.
In order not to end this on a really whiny note, here is a picture of my super fat and adorable cat, Simon