I’m not at work today. Jealous?
Don’t be. I’ve got a 5-hour drive ahead of me. All by my lonesome. Well… and the random new tunes I’ve put on the ol’ iPod. Nine Inch Nails was added alongside Journey and Gym Class Heroes.
I don’t get it, either.
Anyway, even though I’m leaving a little later in the morning, I still got up and threw on my kicks for a last chance workout.
I had one last night, too.
It’s my friend Mon’s dress. She bought it for a wedding she attended a few weeks ago. I was hot on the hunt for a dress of my own and she suggested I try it on.
But we can easily point out the 6-inch difference in height (She’s the red head, my other love, Annie, is the blonde). And that she’s um… got a little more going on up top than I do. Or she will actually fill out a dress. I won’t. As much as I loved it, I didn’t think it would work.
She told me to shut up and try it on.
I did. It fits. Somehow. We’ve decided it will become the tale of the magical traveling gold dress.
So anyway, the dress has been hanging on my closet door like that for 2-3 weeks. If you ever need motivation, I suggest you try it.
Last night I ran 4 miles. Then did 20 minutes on the stairs. The stairs sucked- the legs were tired, but I had too much energy left to stop.
Then this morning was my last planned workout for the week.
Even if I’m well aware of the treadmill in the basement of my friend’s house in St. Louis…
But anyway, the roommate was slightly stunned to see me up and following along to Jillian on the television as she was heading out to work. Pretty sure there was a mumbling of “crazy girl” or something like that as she walked out.
*shoulder shrug* It’s the dress, man. Makes you do crazy things.
Then I ran through the rain to get to the gym to pull out 2 more miles. They were total crap. Soooooo sloooooowwwww. But I wanted cardio with my weight training. And the 2 miles put me at 14 for the week- a steady lead in the competition for most mileage of the week with my man friend. Holla’.
Now for rest. As I drive for 5 hours. Hopefully not hitting any traffic.
Cue the Nine Inch Nails…
PS- We will discuss the curling iron wand. Promise. Because I’m a huge fan. For real.
And with that, I’m out!