07 April 2014

Specialized exercise shoes, boring children's movies, weekends, hair dye projects

Project BUY ALL THE THINGS continues. I really do TRY to curb my consumerism, but I also really just...I enjoy shopping, y'know?
I Zappoed a couple pairs of shoes last week. One I'm going to return because even though I'm obsessed with the foresty greenness of them, they just aren't quite the right shape for my foot. I have very narrow feet, and they're wide, plus also leather so I feel that they'll most likely stretch. If you are not one of the very narrow footed, these are nice shoes, and the delightful green color is on sale, and green. Do you know how much I love green?
A lot.
I love it a lot.
I also bought these sneakers. I just bought new sneakers, which look almost exactly the same (same brand and same color scheme/concept), but are more of a running shoe, while these are super lightweight and more of a zumba shoe, if there is such a thing. I've gotten somewhat gym-obsessive this year, and I feel like specializing my shoes. I don't like dancing around and hopping up and down in shoes that feel clunky at all. I don't like running in clunky shoes either, but these are even better. I don't know why two pairs of gym shoes feels so excessive to me, but it does. That's why I'm spending all this time trying to explain to you (myself) why it's okay for me to have TWO WHOLE PAIRS.
It's a normal and acceptable thing to own two pairs of exercising shoes if one does two different exercising things.
Although. I don't actually run. I walk. And occasionally I break from my walk into a jog, and then my chest starts to itch and all the bouncing makes my boobs hurt and then I go back to walking until the various chest discomforts subside. Cycle, repeat, etc.
I've spent the past several years watching what seems like the entire internet convert to running, and I really WANT to be a part of that club, but I just can't. Maybe if I keep trying here and there eventually I will get to a place where I hate running LESS, but I have a hard time picturing myself in a world where I love it. Even though loving to run seems like a healthy, pleasant thing.
I'm not sure why dancy-type aerobic exercise classes don't make me itchy or hurt my boobs, because there's an awful lot of jumping and prancing and what have you, but they don't, which is (I think) why I like them so much.
I went and saw that Mr. Peabody movie on Friday. I rarely take Gabriel to the movies, but I was feeling indulgent. It....was really boring. I like kid movies, but the plot was just excruciatingly uninteresting. There were one or two laugh-out-loud lines/moments, but overall I was just itching to go running up and down the theater aisles and maybe do a somersault and OH MY GOODNESS not sit still. Rocky and Bullwinkle was one of my favorite shows when I was a kid, so I really WANTED to like it, but...it wasn't a good movie. The kids all loved it though, so the night was an overall success.
My weekend was very pleasant. Movie Friday night, then Gabriel's baseball game was canceled because the fields were too wet from storms earlier in the week, but the weather was sunny and nice. On Saturday we went to breakfast and to the park, and then over to my sister's for the evening. I stayed in bed until I was starving to death, which was a bit of a problem because by the time I was sitting in a restaurant and ordering food I felt rather murderous, but other than that it was my favorite kind of lazy day. Sunday I took Gabriel roller skating and then to the park and then also the skate park and then we did some shopping/errand running. I went to bed early last night but today I'm exhausted. I don't usually do that many THINGS in a weekend (things on every single day!).
I'm starting to need a haircut pretty desperately. It's also been awhile since I dyed my hair. The last time I dyed it, I went with a pretty extreme/obnoxious Ariel-red. I loved it, because mermaid hair, but it was very...intense. I felt like it was Pay Attention To Me hair, and sometimes (usually) I just really don't want to be noticed at all. I never use permanent dye because I'm really terrible at hair color upkeep, and red fades a lot regardless, so it was very TEMPORARY Pay Attention To Me hair, so I'm not sure I got quite enough time with it. The nice thing about dying your hair reddish is that (on me) it fades out in a way where I don't have roots or weird looking hair. The bummer thing about dying your hair reddish is that it fades out and then it looks like you never dyed your hair in the first place. So I'm thinking about a redo. Historically speaking, this is the sort of decision that I make after two too many glasses of wine, after midnight, on a Wednesday. So. We shall see.

1 comment:

  1. When I go to a restaurant I want my food to be brought out the INSTANT I am done telling the waiter my order. Like "I'll have mozzarella sticks" and zing! They appear!