A sweet friend posted this on my Facebook today, after I lamented yesterday about the trauma of trying on a bikini for the first time this spring (in preparation for a party with a pool I went to today):
True, isn’t it? I started wearing bikinis a few years ago, I love how much better they support my girls and how much more comfortable they are…but I still sometimes struggle with feeling thin and confident enough to wear them…even though I know they are as flattering on me as a tankini or one-piece, even if they show more skin.
Here we are though, ready for fun:
So you know how I have always said that pattern jeans look bad on me (maybe I’ve never said it here….but I’ve said it!)? Well yesterday I went to the Ex-toggery to look for jeans, because all of my dark blue skinny jeans are falling apart. That’s okay, I have had them all for 2 to 3 years and I’m wearing them to death! I keep rotating the same three pairs (2 Mavi Alexa, 1 Paige verdugo. They are still fine for weekends, but getting pretty worn for work)!
Anyways, I noticed these jeans in my size. They’re by 7 for all mankind, which is a popular premium brand! They were new with tags, for $90
They looked and felt awesome! I really liked them, but in the end I did not buy them because I’m not sure I wanted to spend that kind of money on patterned jeans. If they were dark blue jeans, I definitely would’ve spent $90 on a pair that still had tags, in my size, from such a great brand. I know I would wear the shit out of them and after a few years of wondering, I am pretty sure that skinny jeans are here to stay.
But I feel like pattern jeans are the kind of thing that could be trendy one year, and look absolutely ridiculous the next. Since I did not tend to wear long pants during the summer, if these only really work for me this spring…that will be like a month’s wear for my 90 bucks. Usually by mid June, I am done with pants and only wearing bare legs.
I am having remorse though… I wish I had bought them. Of course I can go back and look for them, but it is not very close to home nor is it somewhere that I go often, and I am still not sure if I should spend that kind of money on floral jeans. But damn, they were cute!
Oh well, maybe I can find something similar for less money at Old Navy or something. I shall try!
update (before posting). Just grabbed these for 17$ at Old Navy online…we shall see!
A few months ago I heard about something called “Beauty boxes”, monthly boxes of cosmetic samples that come to the door for a low fee. Awesome, right!?!
So I did some research and decided the best one for me was TopBox. I chose TopBox because of the low monthly fee (12$), and because a lot of them were mostly skincare products and antiaging products based on reviews. I really didn’t want that, I don’t like to sample skincare products because I don’t want to cause breakouts, and I also don’t want to fall in love with a super expensive skincare products, when I already like what I use. I would much rather test hair and nail products and colour cosmetics!
I went on a short wait lost (maybe 3 months) and was offered a subscription, that I grabbed, last month!
Yesterday I got my first box!
Pretty, isn’t it? Everything was wrapped nicely in tissue. I got:
Cuccio nail polish in I left my heart in San Francisco, Lise Watier lipgloss in Stylista, Yaby eyeshadow in highlighted and See perfume by Chloe.
Obviously, I will not use the perfume, but I like all the other products. I love bright fun eyeshadows in the summer, so that bright green does not turn me off! So far, all I have tried is the lipgloss, and I really like it. Tested last night on my sweaty post-yoga face, and worn today.
I kicked off Mother’s Day running The Sporting Life 10k with Gaviesgal this morning.
The bad new was, after running this route in 60:23 last year…it was 64:38 this year. I was sorta hoping for an hour or less…although I also knew, based on my (not very many) training runs it was unlikely. I think last year was a fluke because I was already far enough into half marathon training that it was a step back week. This year, it was my longest run since last September.
More good news than bad though. After walking at least a little bit in almost all my races last year (mostly due to foot issues, and a bit of burnout), I ran this whole race and feel great about that. I don’t mind walking in races the way I did when I first started running, but it is stil a nice feeling of accomplishment to get through a race without it!
I ran with GG the first 8k or so, which was nice. I’ve never ran with someone before for longer than the first kilometer or so. She sis awesome, we kept pace together pretty well (which is cool since we have not run together in a long time) and finished very shortly after me.
I had no ankle pain or weakness, and my feet did not bother me (except numb from the cold, but not the ball of foot pain that plagued me all of last running season) at all. My hip was achy when I started but fine after I warmed up.
I had fun! It was a really nice run. Freezing before and after…but cool, crisp and sunny for much of the running.
Here is the crowd. It was packed, 27 000 runners:
And a random girl at Starbucks (not a runner) who really needed to work in her definition of “pants”:
I am so mad at myself.
I am sure some of my readers remember that last summer and fall, after my car accident, I started suffering from driving anxiety, mostly on the highways. After it got really bad (like I could no longer get on, even the quietest parts of the quietest highways) I sought help, did some CBT, and began to recover.
I am fine now. I mean, it is not quite as mindless as it was before the accident. Before I get on, I am always aware that I will be taking the highway and am a tad concerned I will have a “bad” drive (even though it has been a long time since I have)…once I get on and into the flow though, I am fine. I am even listening to books again when I am on the highway, instead of music…which was all I could do for a while because I could then sing when I got anxious, plus I felt like focusing on books took too much focus from the road.
Today I did, for the second time since then, my toughest drive. It is to St. Catharines and it is a hard drive for me because the second half of it is on the highway towards then US, which is fast, busy and full of larger trucks. It is also hard for me because it has a huge bridge (which I’ve complained about before). I am terrified of it…was before the accident. I hop off to take the small lift bridge next to it and get back on…this is not a big deal and adds about 5 minutes to my trip…10-15 if the bridge goes up, which is pretty rare. I have not driven over this stupid bridge in 6 or 7 year, since I learned the detour. before then I did it a couple times…but hated it and practically hyperventilated. I’d have to get off the highway after to settle!
Since my therapy, I have been determined to go over the bridge. Put on music I can sing to and just do it. I have now gone twice, so that is 4 opportunities. All 4 times…I have chickened out at the last minute!
I am so mad at myself. I feel stupid for not taking this opportunity to confront a fear, but also stupid for being so disappointed in myself…since I only go to this place 2-3 times a year anyways and the detour is so quick and easy, so who even cares ya know? On one hand hand it seems stupid to not do it after working so hard to overcome other areas of driving anxiety. On the other hand it seems to stupid to beat myself up over this one niggling little area of driving anxiety I haven’t overcome.