Tearing At My Heart!

So yesterday I went thrifting at The Getup here in Ann Arbor. If you are ever in the area you should check it out, it's a really fun little vintage store! I got extremely frustrated because most vintage clothing is made for women who were "vintage size." Basically, my boobs fit into nothing. I did end up getting one dress though, I will have it up here tomorrow. I also got the most amazing carpet bag. I took one look at it and feel in love. Hell, I think it might just be the love of my life right now. I have caught myself staring at it in the passenger seat while driving a couple of times! Distracted driving!

Also, why must Urban Outfitters be so full of the most wonderful darling clothing that is so very far outside of my budget! I was literally distressed by all of the pretty things I could not even think about buying, I think I might have just shed a tear or two. I fell in love with one skirt that was something ridiculous like $68. And there was this other dress that was so perfect and wonderful, but they only had it in size itty bitty. Right now I am searching their website so I can post some pictures of the beautiful things...but apparently nothing I found is available online. Why didn't I think to take pictures of the things in the store? Ah, to live and learn...

In other departments of life: I've started running again. I have this love hate relationship with running. I ran track for a couple years in high school, and I've run a couple of 5K and 10Ks since then. I get really annoyed with running while I am doing it, but as soon as I am done I think, "That was awesome! Let's do it again tomorrow!" And the soreness is the best kind of hurt. If I had my way, I would be riding horses every day, but I so do not have that kind of money.

Basically the point is that I need to lose some weight. Actually weight doesn't mean much to me at all, it is more a quality of life thing, weight just happens to be an excellent indicator of where you are at fitness wise! Even when I am fit, I am still curvy. I think the smallest my boobs have been since I first got them (lol) was a 36D, so don't worry, I'm not trying to become a stick monster. While we were shopping yesterday, my friend David and I decided that for every pound I lose, I should put $20 away into a savings account, and when I get near my fitness/weight goal, go on a shopping spree, ie. spend lots of money at Urban and Thrift Stores!

Ugh no pictures or anything, what a visually boring post! Lo siento my loves! I shall have something a little more titilating up tomorrow...I hope :)