Faced

Somehow I have accidentally spent quite a bit on cosmetics in the past week. Then on better make-up brushes so I could get the most out of the 'spensive new cosmetics. And then went to a schmancy salon to get my face all waxed to provide a better canvas. I don't know that I look all that different, but I feel better thinking that I'm making an effort.

It's sort of like something I wrote to KDK the other day, when she was talking about her past few races (and YOU GO GIRL) - and I am cribbing this from Yoga for People Who Can't Be Bothered to Do It - I have tried to want to want to run, but I find I'm not quite there.

I did buy a fitness ball when I found out my ol' teaching buddy Mrs. A had become a Pilates instructor. Because I wasn't going to actually start taking Pilates classes myself, but thought I could at least buy something that would make me more likely to work out at home.

Then I had to tell Ms. B. my weight, in preparation for the upcoming helicopter flight I'll be taking on the Big Island. And I realized I'm taking lots of other steps about my appearance because honestly, I just don't feel much like dieting. I'm disappointed that I managed to lose a great deal of weight and a lot of it found me again, but I really do think I'm still healthier than I was the last time around. Certainly mentally healthier.