Marg-
Honey, I was just popping over to your journal when I stopped in here! haha.
You know what, I should go on a shopping spree. Truth be told though, I'm a huge, huge thrift shopper. I love stores like Goodwill and St. Vincent DePaul. I can get two outfits for the price of one at Wallie world. Most all of my formal wear is from a thrift shop. Of course, I only by what's reasonable looking and you can find a surprising amount of clothing that hasn't been worn before. When stores like Wal-Mart and JcPenny have end of season deals, they ship the clothes off to thrift stores afterwards. My favorite time to shop at Goodwill is when all the seasonal items at other stores have been replaced. It's how I know I can get GOOD clothes for a quarter of the price.
I can tell you this, when I do finally reach my goal, I'm definately buying an outfit. I may even go crazy and invest in a dress. LOL.
Tash-
Isn't that amazing? All of my friends don't understand it either. Personally, neither can I. You'd think that after stuffing myself with carbs I'd get dizzy, nauseas, and in the least out of breath. I must be some kind of freak genetic human. Haha.
Yesterday, I was hanging with two of my boys and I tell them "Guess what I did last night guys?" And one of them says, "What's that?" I answer, "I ran five miles. I was so excited." At this the front of the car goes silent before I hear, "Wow...holy crap." Then I said, "Yeppers. 720 calories burned off an an hour." My other boy, he says, "Wow that's... is that good for you?" And I says, "Heck yeah, as long as I eat enough." and then both of them go silent before one of them says..."Holy crap, Rach." again.
You know what? I cannot help feel so empowered with my powers of impressionment. I realized this at Pizza Hut on Saturday night. When I told one of my boys that I lost the weight by running four miles a night, the look he gave me screamed massively impressed. I mean, I may not feel completely comfortable in my skin, and I may not have the self-confidence of a model, but I feel AMAZING when I can tell someone that I can run four or five miles a night.
Between me, you guys and the fencepost...I think active girls are EXTREMELY attractive to men, truth be told. Having first hand experience by hanging out with mostly men, I can tell you this is most likely true. On the nights when my boys sleep over and I run, I'm always doing laundry afterwards, so I'll be carrying in my bro's clothes, drenched in sweat and one of my boy's will ask..."How far did you run tonight?" and I'll answer, and no matter if I tell them 3, 4 or 5 miles, they always look at me with a glint in their eyes, shake their heads and mouth "Wow."
I don't know if it makes me conceded to say I like showing off my stammina, but I really do. I hate bragging about clothes, or my hair, or my five pairs of high-heeled boots, but I LOVE bragging about my exercise level. I think in the grand scheme of things, maybe it's okay that I'm proud of it. LOL.
