Everyone that knows me, knows I am a runner so that means for my birthday, Christmas, good job days, etc. I get new running gear or a gift card to a running store EVERY time. I say this to admit that I have NO excuse to look like this every morning:
I know what you're thinking and no, I'm not photoshopped. This is me au natural. I am expecting Tyra Banks to be calling me soon.
All my cute running clothes are used as everyday clothes. I feel guilty wearing nice gear just to get it all sweaty and gross. Lululemon is ridiculously comfy and cute and I don't want to waste it on Spike. He thinks dead squirrels are cute, he has no sense in style(New reader? Spike is my dog. Not husband). Plus, all the Datelines I watch lead me to believe that a serial killer could be lurking around every bush. They will leave me alone if I look like a heavy weight boxer. Right?
I did just recently purchase something that is sooo amazing.
Have you heard of compression socks? They are amazing. As you can tell from the picture of what I normally wear, I don't get into "gear". I think most of it is a placebo effect and I don't want to get on that train.
Well, I got on this train and I am NEVER getting off. They're really tight on my calves which makes running up hills so nice. You don't have to be a serious runner to have them because they are also great for recovery.
Don't believe me? Just ask my BFF's Kara Goucher and Shalane Flannigan. They know whats up. Just don't tell them I told you we are besties. We like to keep it a secret.
I am just about done with week three of my Boston marathon training. It has been a good week because every run seems to be getting easier. I had to do a 5 miler at a 6:30 per mile pace which just about killed me, but the rest of the runs went smoothly. Tomorrow I am running 18 and Mr. T is going to run the last 5 with me so it should go by quickly.
As a reward, I will probably give myself some new running gear.
Or just hit up the flea market...yup, definitely the flea market.