Oh, glorious Monday! I love you even more after a day off!
1. Yes, that's right, folks! I actually have a day off now! And I couldn't be more excited about it. For my first Sunday of rest, I sat on the couch, feverishly assembling wedding invitations, and watching movies. And by movies plural, I mean I watched 4 movies. Yes, 4 movies. In my defense, John was working all day, and I was actually getting work accomplished during my Mega-Moviethon of 2010. I watched Sunshine Cleaning (loved!), Falling Up (eh...), Love and Other Disasters (entertaining enough), and Julie and Julia (two thumbs up!). Netflix Instant Queue, you rock my world!
2. Last Thursday, I had to either walk home from work in the ungodly hot temps or kill a little time until John could come pick me up. I chose the latter. After work, I moseyed over to Dairy Queen for a small twist with rainbow sprinkles (do you call them sprinkles or jimmies?), then continued across the parking lot to Plato's Closet. I've mentioned before my love-hate relationship with that place, but it's air-conditioned, so I just had to pop in. Has anyone else noticed that Plato's Closet is where bad micro mini skirts go to die? Seriously, how is it possible that one small town can turn out that many toddler-sized denim skirts? And furthermore, who the hell is buying all these used ones?! Anyway, I found two amazing regular-people-sized skirts, which was evident on my face as I walked out of the store with a big ole' stupid grin on my face, prompting John to say, "I take it somebody 'scored'." I love that he used the word "scored" as though he was trying his hand at some new language. Yes, honey ... I totally "scored."
3. Last week, I alluded to the fact that I'm undergoing some sort of style shift right now. It's not so much a seasonal thing, though. I think it's more of a growing up kind of thing. After all, I am going to be 30 this year (holy shit, how is that possible?!). I'm craving a bit more sophistication - blue collar style, of course. Right now, I'm just looking to incorporate lots of different silhouettes, nicer fabrics, definitely more prints and a slightly more elevated use of accessories. I don't think it's something that requires a lot of money or a total closet overhaul. For now, it just means weeding out the stuff that isn't working for me anymore and keeping my eyes peeled for a few more unique pieces to add here and there. I'll be sure to keep you posted on my progress.
4. Because of said style shift, I've decided to change up my sources of inspiration, i.e. changing up my magazine subscriptions. This past year, I've been receiving Lucky, Glamour and InStyle. I'm going to continue getting Lucky, because I just love it so much, but I've decided to find something new to replace the other two. So, Friday afternoon, I embarked on one of my most favorite activities that I rarely get the opportunity to do anymore - I plopped my butt down in Barnes & Noble with a giant stack of magazines, opened my mind, and started flipping. I narrowed it down to 3 new periodicals: TeenVogue (laugh if you will, but it's pretty creative and fun stuff), Nylon, and possibly Harper's Bazaar. Of course, I fell in love with all the imports of Vogue and Harper's, but girl can't afford those bad boys!
5. And last, but certainly not least, the highlight of my weekend - I successfully completed my first 10K! I admittedly was really nervous about it. Even though I've been faithful to my training program, I was so worried that I would end up walking or getting sick or just plain sucking. Now, I never claimed to be a fast runner, so my goal for this race was just to run the entire thing and finish with a smile. I'm proud to say - mission accomplished. It took me 1:01:12, which was actually what I was hoping for, but didn't think I was capable of. Luckily the heat broke, so the weather was gorgeous. The race started at 8:30, and by the end, the temps had only risen to a temperate 73 degrees. I was really kind of terrified when I started. There are so many fast, serious runners in the area that it's easy to feel like you're completely out of your league. And I have a bad habit of starting strong and then pulling back for fear that I won't be able to finish. Though, I'm sure I'll get better at that if I keep training. I spent the first half of the race hating every second of it, wondering why in the hell I thought this was fun or a good idea or how I could ever run any further - a common train of thought when I run races. But, once I hit the halfway point, things turn around and I get a surge of energy and determination that gets me through, and all those dramatic, biting thoughts become a figment of my imagination once I cross the finish line. So, now that I know I can do it, I'm ready to do it better. Next up? Training for a ... half marathon!
Wow, I haven't had this much to say in a long time. If you read all that, thanks. I love sharing my inner-most workings with you all from time to time. Have a great Monday!