Feeling a bit of wanderlust. Plans to hit Coachella did not come together this year. Tickets went on sale today and I am somewhat sad that I'm not going. The line up is RIDICULOUS, but am now seeing not going as an opportunity to spend the time and money elsewhere. Just have to figure that part out.
Obsessed with ankle boots. I've been looking for a pair for a while and have found TWO! Of course! Friend at work told me that I should just get them both, because "you don't splurge on anything, really." Um, talk me into it - as if I needed the help! And I just had the thought - "think of all the money you're not spending on Coachella this year."
Sam Edelman Myron Ankle Boot
Ella Moss Print Ankle Boot
Online dating? It's been a few years since I briefly (very briefly) tried it. I've dated a couple gentlemen in the meantime that I met in real life. Considering the online thing again since I am not sure where or how I'm ever going to meet the "one" in real life, so it's back to the thought that increasing my odds might not be such a bad idea. Except...except, people seem to be in two distinct camps when it comes to online dating - they either love it/have met their match or they have creepy tales of how horrible it is. Toss of the dice. As with anything in life. So whatever, right?
Wondering "why are dudes like this?" "Like how they are." So I actually do meet dudes in real life. To date, many have ended up being super random. I've pretty much given up trying to figure anyone out. Dudes, y'all are random and I don't even know.
Where are the band aids? I burned my finger pretty badly putting something in the oven over the weekend. Have been putting neo sporin on the burn and keeping it covered with a band aid. I used the last one this morning. You know what? There are a lot of band aids in one package. I certainly am not accident prone, but somehow I managed to use them all up doing who knows what to myself. If I had to guess, there would be lots of band aids used for running/shoe related injuries. Ha!
Back on the mat. Tonight I'm going to an actual yoga class. It's been ages since I've been to a class. I'm excited and sort of anxious about it. What if I don't remember the poses? Then I'm like, dude, it's yoga, go with the flow. So that's what I'm going to do. Oh, and I painted my toes, so at least I'll have cute toes! ...so I just got back from class and it was AH-MAZING! Hot yoga, yo! It felt so good. I think it's going to be a great way for me to cross train during running season. Already have a plan to go back! My arms feel heavy already too - can't wait to feel that good-after-work-out hurt tomorrow!
Digging grapefruit. So why do I love grapefruit so much this winter? I bought a bag of them this weekend and have been eating one a day since. I thought I'd end up giving my mom and her hubby some, but they already had some and now I'm happy they didn't want them. I want all of them. So tart and sweet. Why don't I like to drink grapefruit juice then? If it's not straight outta the fruit, I don't want it.
That's all I've got for now. Gonna drink some more water so I don't wake up with muscle cramps after sweating like a beast in yoga tonight.