I hate shopping for clothes. I know that puts me in a distinct minority among women, but clothes have never excited me. I just want stuff that fits comfortably, covers me where I want to be covered and doesn't cost a fortune...and I hate trying them on. So, needless to say, I don't go shopping often.
Due to my recent weight loss, however, I now have to replace my entire wardrobe. ::sigh:: I've been trying to put it off and have been wearing as many of my old things as I can. Some of them have been old favorites and I hate giving them up. But most of them are just too big, so I've been bagging up stuff for charity over the last couple of weeks.
I ordered a smaller sports bra a few weeks ago. I've been wearing the Enell bra, which is wonderful, but the one I have has now gotten so big that it is chafing my shoulders. Unfortunately, Enell hasn't been able to keep up with the demand, so the bra is on backorder. I decided that I just couldn't wait any longer and headed off to the store to try and find something that I can wear for the time being.
I got a new sports bra and managed to spend $75 at the the underthings store. I admitted to myself that all my bras are really too big, so I got two new bras in a smaller size, the sportsbra and some new underwear because they were cute.
I then spent another $50 at Eastern Mountain Sports getting a new shirt for hiking and picking up some t-shirts because they were on sale. I also picked up some running socks at TJ Maxx.
I still need pants, but that is going to be difficult. Not totally unexpectedly, but still kind of disappointing, I haven't lost my tummy. I mean it's kind of ridiculous. I'm down to 139 pounds, which puts me within 4 pounds of my goal, and I still have a 35 inch waist. What's with that? I'm pretty sure it's fat, too, and not because my abs need more toning (they probably do, but it is definitely more than that). So regular pants don't fit well when your waist is at a size considered a plus size but is only 4 inches smaller than your, now svelte, hips. I can fit into a size 10 - 12 if the pants have a stretch waistband, but can't get into jeans or non-stretch dress pants.
I ran another race today. I wasn't going to blog about it, but it was such a fantastic race, I feel I have to.
I participated in the Vytra Long Island Women's Summer 5k today. This race was bigger than the ones I've run in before. Not in the size of the field, but in the depth. The race was only open to women and 19 women did the distance in less than 20 minutes. I can't imagine going that fast. The weather was good - it was starting to get warm by the time the race started, but it was still only about 70. I ran a personal record - the race timer got me at 31:12.19. That is more than a minute and a half faster than my first race and that course was actually a bit short of 5k. My wrist computer, which I didn't start until I actually crossed the start line, got me at 30:51, which means I actually ran faster than 10 minutes per mile. HOW GREAT IS THAT?!?
In fiber news, I decided to start a Harry Potter scarf. I believe even my rudimentary skills are up to the task. I settled on Ravenclaw. I didn't want to wait to get the yarn that is suggested in the knit-along, so I picked up some Caron Simply Soft at my local A.C. Moore. This is an acrylic yarn but it has a nice feel and it will be totally washable. I'm a little stuck at casting on to the circular needle. I did a project with a circular before, but it started out on straight needles. So I'm going to try and get this tonight.
I'm a wee bit late. My birthday was on Thursday. The big 4-0. Whew! It's kind of off-putting to realize that I'm there. Firmly into adulthood. Can't think of myself as a young thirty-something. Grownup. This is the first one that has really hit me.
I'm not sure why, but 30 didn't bother me too much. In this day and age it is still seen as young. You're probably still pushing to establish your career. Heck, a lot of people that age in NYC are still living at home with their parents (I was)or are living with multiple roommates.
Now, at 40, one is expected to have your life all set. You have a significant other, you have kids and the career is, hopefully, going gangbusters.
Well, since I don't have any of those things I'm kind of trying to figure out what to do with myself. I was never interested in a family, but I thought I would know what I wanted by now. I dislike my job - the pay is only adequate, the location sucks and I don't get any satisfaction out of doing it. I always thought that my job would be good if I either really loved it or made tons of money. Well, this one has neither of those things. I also really wish I could live somewhere else besides NYC, but I'm not sure I have the guts to start all over.
I think these feelings are what started me on the weight loss. Not really the desire to be thin, but the need to accomplish something. Anything. I didn't make my goal to be 135 lbs by my birthday, but I'm close. And now I'm getting this niggling little thought...what do I do then?