|Strike a pose!|
So back to the drawing board.
Yesterday I went to Annie Sez (kind of like TJ Maxx if you don't know them). I tried on 5 dresses. Either they were too short or they were just unflattering/ugly.
Today I went to Roundabout which is a designer/couture used/new store. There I probably tried on 6-7 dresses. It was in that dressing room that I learned that I do NOT have designer hips. Or rather, the people designers design for don't have hips. Plus, their goal definitely isn't to flatter the waif-like models. It was interesting. Either things fit and were quite unflattering or they fit on top but not on the bottom. darn hips!
So back to the drawing board I go. I may try Lord & Taylor tonight although I dislike that store and it's probably going to be too expensive anyway.
Last night I actually made it to the gym as planned, woo hoo! I took a body sculpting type class, which was OK. I'd take it again, I just didn't love it. It was very leg heavy and personally I prefer to work on my upper body, but perhaps I'm in the minority. Plus I didn't think the instructor had the best form, but that's definitely something I'm overly critical of. But really, it was fine, I'm sore today. Mission accomplished.
After the class I decided to do a quick mile on the treadmill. Seeing as this gym was pretty crowded, I hopped on one of the only available machines and when the belt started going it felt like there was sand under it. In other words, it wasn't smooth. So I took the only other open treadmill. It felt better so I turned up my music and got going.
The machine was at 6.0, so nothing crazy. I'm running along doing my thing but noticing that people are looking at me. Odd. I keep going. I come to a break in a song and I hear this horrible, loud sound and realize that it's my treadmill. Still with my music on, I say to the guy next to me "this treadmill is pretty loud, eh". Thing is, my music was still on so I YELLED that at him. Song ended and I was able to speak normally. But at this point I didn't want to stop, so I kept going with the horribly loud treadmill. I was totally that girl.
So there we go. Time to get back to work!