I think there may be a theme through my blogs. I just can't wrap myself around spending a lot of money on stuff I'm going to run in. No matter how cute my clothes are, I'm still red-faced and sweaty. I mean, who orders those race photos anyway?
But my girlfriends kept saying I needed to get a special outfit for the CIM. They said I needed to go to Lululemon, the yoga clothier, and try on their clothes.
"I always get compliments on my butt when I wear those pants," one insisted.
"You have worked so hard. You should feel good on the outside during the run," another urged.
"You deserve this," another said.
You money-spending devils! Could I really rationalize $90 for a pair of pants and $60 for a top? In the end, I didn't have to. A little box came in the mail recently with a giftcard from my very best girlfriends. Go get yourself some girlfriends, they are priceless.
On my way back from San Francisco earlier this week, I popped into the Lululemon in Berkeley. There was something weirdly satisfying about picking out a race outfit. After 15 weeks of training, maybe I do deserve an outfit I'm excited to pull on at 4:30 a.m. on race day.
The trial test for the outfit is the 14-mile run planned for Sunday. My fingers are crossed against chafing...