I got my five mile run in today – score! I was slow and steady, but I took a new route through Fort Canning Park, running (well, jogging) hills and stairs. It felt pretty good though. Getting to the 3 mile mark is still a mental effort for me but after that it’s like “oh, well just two more? nothing!”. And I just keep telling myself, the more often I run the easier it’ll become. I find the time goes much quicker when I get to run outside for exploring purposes. I sort of got myself lost (on purpose today) but I went out prepared. I tucked money for cab fare in case I got really lost, my phone and keys. I hate running encumbered by so much stuff but it’s a trade off, it allows me to explore while running and that makes it more enjoyable to me. I didn’t get too lost though and I’m quite proud of myself for finding my way home 🙂 It’s the little things really…
Sweaty bra and unmatched shorts can only mean one thing…I’ve already packed most of my stuff and thought I could get by this last week.5 on 2 sports bras, 1 pair of capri leggings and my shorts. WRONG. Reusing sports bra’s doesn’t work in this heat/humidity and I need 1-2 pairs of leggings/shorts a day. Damn.
I finally let myself try those comfy somewhat edgy looking drop crotch pants I’ve been lusting after. But I knew I’d be, um, “Man Repelling” Dan and I always tease about how it looks like you could drop a deuce in your trousers and no one would be the wiser (from afar). But I’ve been secretly wanting a pair and thinking everyone who wore them looked sooo cool. So I whipped them out today. And I adore them, they’re so comfortable like pajamas but I feel just a little badass in them – the perfect combo. So I think I’m kind of in love with them. This pictures not good but I had a hard time with the selfie tonight. And yeah, they could be my movie pants cuz you know I could hide a large popcorn and few sodas down there…
More fashion I’ve been playing with lately:
And more to come, I may have bought a few things for winter weather even though I don’t need to stuff my suitcases any tighter.
While I was running today I was thinking of all the things I need to write about. I’m just… too tired tonight to write something more meaningful then fashion and sweat. But I have high hopes for tomorrow. I have a long a day at work with some major chunks of downtime. One of the perks of being a performer, nuggets of free time for reading/writing/circuit training/crocheting/insert hobby here.