Outfit of the Day

Here it is! My first Outfit of the Day!!! It's awesome right? Um.....Sarah, that looks like you have on a t-shirt and some workout pants with an unfortunate seam in the front that looks sort of like a.....well, it's just unfortunate! Why did you post that?
Do you like how I just write those questions right out for you? It's to save you some trouble and hopefully, some of my dignity. ;)


Ok gals, this is  me in muh workout gear. I hit the gym for the first time since I hurt my knee in September! I had joined a gym and was working with a personal trainer when, trying to be an obedient student, I headed to a class as part of my fitness regimen. I BEGGED my sweet gal pal, Becky to go with me. It took some convincing, but I'd always had a good time in cardio dance classes, so I figured this would be just as fun! I'm so glad she agreed to go with me because, 4 minutes into the class as we were hopping side to side, my ACL snapped clean in half and my meniscus tore all the way to the center (the meniscus is a disc shaped cushion in the center of your knee). I was in worse pain than ever in my life. I hit the floor screaming! I think I blacked out. It was awful.

The months after that were so, so horrible. I spent months in pain 100% of the time.....100%. It was amazing to me that I got no break from it despite the bottle of pills the doctor prescribed.
I am a hairdresser (sort of - still gotta take those exit exams and snatch up my state board license!!). Being unable to stand was horrible for business, as in, I lost all mine. I couldn't take part in life. I couldn't do......a...n...y...t...h..i...n....g. I was so, so, so down.

I started physical therapy after my surgery. I was promised there that I was going to regain strength and functionality in my knee. I just wanted that in general, so I jumped right on board THAT train. Anyone who knows me knows that I do not enjoy physical activity unless it involves shopping bags, but gentle words and encouraging smiles and many, many, many moments laughing left me willing to go back appointment after appointment. After a number of months, I finished my stint in physical therapy. After a number of a few more months, I re-entered society. I lived in it through the holiday season and the weeks thereafter.

That bring us to today. I had polished off the 2 BAGS of Hershey kisses that I bought after Valentine's Day after having an entire week last week of trying to consume every possible sugary substance I could! Today I thought "What the what? Something is not on point with my insides if I keep 'needing' all this sugar! Time to clean things out. Also, I am physically not as strong as I should be."

During the months of physical therapy, I got another gal pal in one of my physical therapists! She had offered to let me come to her gym.......2 months ago, but you know Sarah put that off....until I just.....couldn't...put it off.....any....more. I sent her a text today telling her that today had to be the day.

Do you know that I was nervous?! I am so intimidated by the gym! I don't know what the machines do. I don't know how heavy things should be. I don't know how to work this machine that houses my soul, and I am one of the most mechanically physically awkward people I have ever seen. Sarah, what is mechanically physically awkward? Hahahah...It's clutzy. It's a wordy, nerdy way of saying clutzy. So the prospect of going to the gym is SCARY!!!!!! I did not play sports ever - except for 3 weeks of JV volleyball in 6th grade. I was slow and real small, so all I got from the experience was 2 very bruised arms. I froze during the only game I played in and cost my team the win. For this reason, I prefer artistic pursuits. Hahahaha.

Well, my fran spent this evening putting me through the ringer and burning up all kinda lactic acid in this body. I am already sore, but you know what? I'm stronger. I learned. I burned fat and built muscle. I cleaned up yucky things inside my body. I spent time giggling with my friend.

So my outfit is my gym clothes. Everything is from Target......from the clearance rack - hence the weird pants (they also hit right above the ankle and flare out at the hem - they look so terrible). I despise buying workout clothes, so they are boring and weird, but guess what I LOVE about this picture. I love that smile. You know why? It is....

SATISFACTION!!!!!!!!

Just go get you summah that, gals. NOTHING will make you feel ugly after you've got that in your handbag!