...with my new sneakers!
They are the freaking coolest sneakers I've ever owned. Sneaker shopping seems to have totally shifted since the last time I bought a new pair, only a few months ago. I felt like I had to choose between a barefoot type shoe (I was really tempted, but scared that it would hurt to wear them in the real world) or a chunky traditional sneaker. I think what I found was a perfect balance of the two! It's sleek which makes my huge size 9 feet not look as huge, and I just love the colors! You think these shoes have made me excited to work out? Heck yes!!
In other news, I tried foam rolling after a) noticing that my gym has foam rollers and b) watching a Coach Nicole video on how to do it. All the comments on the video said that it hurt, but it doesn't look like it would hurt so I didn't really know what people meant. Well, once I tried it I discovered that the pain kinda feels like you're bruised all up and down your leg. I'm not totally sure I did it right or got any benefit from it, but I tried it both yesterday and today.
A few blogs ago, I'd lost my motivation to work out. Well, it's back, full force, along with caffeine, haha. I'm still not tracking my calories. I think I am making really good food choices (I had fish and a salad for dinner), but as long as I don't track I'm going to eat enough that I don't lose weight and probably gain.
My hubby built us a kitchen island! He'd never done anything like that before, so I was really impressed! We hauled it into the kitchen tonight and ate dinner at it! And he also bought a hedge trimmer so our front yard is looking kind of manicured right now. :)
One other thing. I probably should just keep this to myself - it was very disturbing. This afternoon after the gym my hubby and I went to a taqueria for lunch in West Roxbury. We pulled into a parking space in front of the restaurant and before we got out of the car we noticed an older woman in a very unusual outfit sitting on a little wall on the sidewalk, surrounded by a bunch of bags. All of a sudden she stood up, pulled down her pants, and urinated on the sidewalk. This was on a busy sidewalk on a busy street in a cute part of Boston. I saw it quickly, gasped and threw my hands over my mouth as if I was about to throw up, and looked away. I didn't know whether to call the police, drive away, or what, but what I did do was just sit there (and lock my car doors). Then as quickly as it happened the woman walked away with all her bags, and people walked by as if nothing had happened! This woman clearly needs help, and did something that is probably illegal, maybe we should have called the police. I don't know. I'm surprised at how disturbed I was. I felt sick afterwards, and I kind of do now, writing about it.