AAAARRRGGGHHH. I want to go shopping. Anyone who has ever done a no buy/ project 10 pan style cosmetics ban will tell you that the urge to splurge comes and goes in waves. Some days you really don’t want to buy anything and you feel all smug. Other days you find it unbearable. But I am resisting. Only one month to go! If you’re doing a similar project let me know how you are getting on in the comments. Moral support is needed!
In other news I have taken up running (no choking on your coffee...) Oh yes. I am partaking in actual exercise for the first time since PE at school.
Now I have been blessed/ cursed with a health issue which means that I can essentially eat my body weight in Galaxy chocolate (I frequently do) and remain a size 6-8 (UK) on top and 10 on bottom. It’s great, don’t get me wrong, but I still have lazy girl guilt. Aside from the odd walk to and from work blinking is the most exercise I get. I would like to develop a little bit of muscle tone. Add to that my husband who is a cuddly (slightly bigger) guy who wants to lose a bit of weight and we have decided it’s time to move.
So first step? Research! Gyms? Are you kidding? I would have to remortgage to afford the subscriptions. I’d be no good at those boot camp training type things as I react poorly to men shouting at me (I will fight dirty, it won’t be pretty and I will win). I dislike sports unless it’s F1 or rugby and I’m watching. Eventually my research led me to .... running.
Running? Seriously? I LOATHE running. But in the interests of getting fit and given that the boy has shown some enthusiasm which I’m trying to build on I have bitten the bullet and invested in the appropriate gear. I’ve even found a beginners running guide too, a sort of couch to 5k thing.
May I take a minute to express my distaste at the generally unflattering array of running gear available? For this chilly time of year my options were either leggings (camel toe anyone? I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Leggings are not trousers!) or jogging bottoms. A rummage round my local TK Maxx has lead to me buying a pair of the worlds least flattering trousers. Yes they are comfy etc but they are as clingy as superglue. I’m a slim girl but they do me no favours. But they will do. I even bought the proper shoes and everything!