I didn’t make it out for a run today until the late afternoon, and I spent the entire day with metaphorical ants in my pants, wondering when I was going to gooooooo. Finally, after eyeing the weather report with trepidation, I headed out– and it immediately started to rain. But it was the nicest rain! Tiny little drops that misted me gently with their coolness.
Of course it stopped after 10 minutes. Goodbye lovely tiny raindrops :(
Anyway, I had a very mixed run. The good parts were really good; I ran the first mile in 11:30– heading uphill. Mile 2 was crap (it usually is; I should work on that) and the 0.8 remaining was faster again. 2.8mi in 35 minutes. Not bad for me, and also not bad considering it was 84F and 95% humidity. I’ll take it.
I did a little shopping over the weekend and went to Target. They actually had the tech tanks that I like! Not racerback! I was so happy. No luck on the mesh pants, though– nothing but leggings and short shorts as far as the eye can see.
I tried on a few dresses too and wound up with some disconnect between my own self-image and what I saw in the butt-facing mirror in the dressing room. In my mind I’m hourglassy; in that mirror I saw a brick with hips. (The baggy-backed cut of the dress wasn’t helping; it wasn’t exactly fine tailoring. But it had pockets!) I’m glad I’m better at shrugging off body image junk than I used to be, but it was frustrating. I’m exercising a lot and getting fit and strong and my body just doesn’t seem to reflect it the way I feel like it “should”. The shoulds are going to kill me one of these days…