I have made peace with the treadmill.
I used to hate–HAAAATE–the treadmill. Five minutes would feel like an hour, and 3 miles a marathon. Today, I found my zen at 4 miles. Not more, not less. Running at about a 9:05 pace, 4 miles takes just under 37 min. I am pleased with this.
However, I really felt the pressure was on. Why? Because in the nearly empty gym where at least 35 of the 40 treadmills were available, I had people choose the two machines right next to me.
One was a girl from my spin class. Now she knows how running at that pace makes me gasp like I’m dying. Running at that pace is not easy, and it makes me want to do this.
Paranoia that someone is checking out your pace/calorie count/time sucks.
Speaking of running, big congrats to my baby sister, who ran her 3rd hold marathon and PRed today!!! I’m so proud of her–she’s been rocking the paleo diet lately and has lost 20 lbs. What an inspirational Rockstar!!!
On the dress front, I had 5 appointments today. 3 bridesmaid dresses–perfect. Wedding gown 1–perfect. Wedding gown 2-a bit too tight. Simple to adjust, but the real magic was when bride 2 put on her dress. It had been about 6 sizes too big, and when she put it on and it fit for the first time (granted, a bit too tight), she cried.
That’s the beauty of doing bridal alterations–the moment when something off the rack becomes YOURS.