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Claiming It

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Workout – chasing Luke around at 5am.  I am claiming that as my workout.  done.

other things I am claiming as my workout –

Staying up far too late last night enjoying the company of a very best friend and wine, and dinner, and flourless chocolate cake, and another bday celebratory cocktail – peach flirtini.  I can’t pass up the peach.  that’s a workout.  in some convoluted way, totally claiming that as a workout.  fork to mouth.  repeat.  work it girl.

I’m also claiming walking up and down the aisles of DSW shoe warehouse looking for the perfect pink pump.  found.

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all this nonsense talk the other day about needing comfortable shoes for my hard working feet.  eh.  not today.  fashion over comfort.

 

and the perfect wedge.  found again.

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someone needs to dress this girl up and take her out.  I might sleep in those tonight.  my 4 year old would.  one on each foot.  husband, do you see a problem with that?  I don’t see a problem.

actually, that little wedgy beauty is from the aisles of Marshalls.  an equally dangerous shoe haven.  I never knew I needed these until they jumped out at me.  scary actually.  even then, I held in my hands another basic, linen wedge saying to my girlfriend, I really want to be that (insert stripy fun wedge shoe) girl, but I’m really more of a basic linen wedge girl.  and she says, as any bf would, you know what, you will never be that (insert stripy fun wedge shoe) girl if you always go for the basic linen wedge.  I see you as the stripy fun wedge.  I’m a stripy wedge.  who knew. 

With a lot of things, I see myself one way, but want to be a different way – step out of my comfort zone, different, better, challenged.  I hold myself back because I tell myself, self, you are definitely not that person.  well, I can imagine why you’re not that person smarty, because you tell yourself you’re not and you keep doing things like buying basic linen wedges when you want the stripy wedge.  the linen wedge that keeps you being the linen wedge.  get the freaking linen wedge out of here and add a little stripe!  and patent leather!  and sass!  just a little.  take a baby step.  take a baby chance.  grow. 

and I’m so happy with my stripy wedge.  I don’t wish for one second that I had bought the linen wedge.  embodying the stripe.  linen be gone.  but for all I know I’m missing the trend entirely and linen is the most “in” thing right now.  besides the point.

I used to do this with running.  Oh, you’re not a runner.  you just run.  and you want to be a ‘runner’, but that’s for those other people.  and oh, you can’t run a sub 1:29 half marathon.  that’s for fast people.  I want to be fast, but those fast numbers are for fast people.  but I am a runner.  whether I run a 2 hour half or a 1:25 half.  and I am fast.  sometimes.  and I took little steps to get there.  out of my comfort zone.  and I will never win the olympics, or even get close to the olympics, but I’m claiming myself as a runner.  and anything else that I want to be that I tell myself I can’t be.  taking baby steps to get there.  like buying a stripy wedge instead of a linen one.  or buying a wedge at all.  there’s no reason for this 5’9.5” (yes, claiming that 1/2 inch as well) girl to be wearing a 4inch wedge.  but I want to.  so there.  life lessons in shoes.  be who you want to be.  or at least start trying to get there.  put down the linen wedge there stripy.

 

So if you count today, it’s 4 days until Marathon #5.  If you don’t count today, it’s 3 days until Marathon #5.  either way, it’s close.  What have I done to get ready for it today? 

Nothing.

that’s a good thing.  no working out.  no Lululemon stalking shopping.  no Fleet Feet run ins.  no pace calculations.  calm.  cool.  collected.

But, I had a massage yesterday.  that was….interesting.  chatty hatty massage therapist.  but I wasn’t really going to relax – I was going for her to massage the heck out of my legs and make them happy again.  this particular massage therapist was described to me as ‘a large woman who can get the work done’.  oh my.  230lbs of large kneading into my glute and hamstring.  that’s painful.  they wouldn’t budge.  tight is an understatement.  I might be slightly bruised today, but I do feel ‘looser’ in the leg area.  I think.  I’ll get back to you on that in a couple days when I can feel my legs again.

She recommended that I take an epsom salt/hydrogen peroxide bath a couple times before the race.  is she talking out of her bum?  I’ve heard of taking them after a race, but I guess taking one before couldn’t hurt.  Thoughts?

 

What is the last pair of shoes you bought (not sneakers)?

Do you like to get massages?

Have you ever taken an Epsom salt bath?  Beneficial?

 

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