So I went out with The Haukaloogi this morning for a run. I really didn’t want to, but I did.
It actually went better than I thought it would - I ran for about 2.5km and then walked for about 50m, and then ran the rest. Then I stopped at 5km, and decided that I needed to run a not-as-fast-as-I-could-but-close lap just to see if I would die. I don’t think I could keep that pace up, but it wasn’t so horrible that I can’t see it on the horizon someday. Then we did a 3 lap cooldown. So I’m 70%! YAY!!
I stopped at Old Navy today to grab a pair of leggings for The Girlchild, and it turns out there was a sale on activewear. So I got this top IN A SIZE FUCKING LARGE, and a pair of compression leggings, and a pull over. Shut up. This picture does not do justice to how awesome that tank top looks.
Also, I tried eyeliner that you have to get wet and use a brush to put on today and I think I’ve got this smoky eye shit figured out. Basically, I’m having a good self-image day, even though my biceps are screaming and my lats have officially broken up with me.