|Stupid phone, Texas hair and broken camera. In that order. All in one picture.|
I brought my phone on my run the other day, and had a stupendously naturistical and movingly perfect photo opp that I couldn't get texts and pictures erased and everything safely coordinated to capture. And, at the side of the road with cars whizzing by, I just said poo to it and kept going.
Anyway, there were a little family of butterflies (the irony of the story is that I really don't like butterflies. But, I didn't mind these ones. Maybe since I was outside and not in a stinking tent) fluttering around me as I trucked down the road for at least half a mile. They were circling around and around on my left and they just kept right on until they finally all buzzed in front of me and flew away. I can't help but think that was just a little sign. I'm not huge into "signs" and all that, but it's nice to kind of be reminded that things are looking up...just maybe.
On the subject of hair. Strangely enough, I was dabbling around on Pinerest...which I
All you do is mix water and fabric softener. I only had dryer sheets, so I just got one wet and squeezed it in the water, poured it into a spray bottle and soaked the hair with it. Combed it through and Poof! Crazy, rough-night hair Rapunzel had a sweet Morocan Oil looking mane. Not to mention the horse.
|Those weaves may need more than a spray bottle of Downy.|
As for workouts are concerned...I have been a lot less hard-core with the running lately. Getting up and the butt-crack of dawn has been less appealing as of late, and so running has been a 3-4 day a week workout rather than a 5-6 day a week one. Since running is my favorite by far in terms of getting the most bang out of my time, I've been a little bummed. Which is obviously my own fault since I'm the one not getting up early to do it. But, I've been doing other things instead.
Take biking the kiddies to the park and then doing a make-shift AB workout on the park bench. A. because I would just love to see an AB muscle. Just one would make me happy.
And B. The park bench was to hot for me put my legs down on.
|Any pictures of my cuties playing in the park? No, just of me trying to make it look like I'm not taking a picture of myself. As if I didn't look like a wacko already.|
|Remember Mall Hair? This takes talent, skill, a bun day, a hat day, and few days worth of dry shampoo.|
Anybody out there...do you just feel like you have to watch it a lot less when you're doing more exercise? If only I'd watch what I'm eating all the time, running a ton or not...thoughts?