I went running this morning for the first time since Wednesday. Man, I felt lazy! It felt good once I got going though and I made an effort to pick up the pace in the last quarter. Boxecise tomorrow as well, that'll get me back in to the swing of things.
I'm going out with the girls on Friday night and so last night was dragged shopping by my friend who insisted I needed 'a nice top and some jeans that aren't bloody baggy'. I was reluctant because I'm on a serious saving money kick at the moment. Lighterlife, might I point out, takes roughly a quarter of my pay each month...sigh, moan, huff. So anyway, my friend has completely different taste to me and was picking out clingy, weird, off the shoulder 80s numbers and I was distracted by looking at the price of everything.
Eventually after a good rummage through the sale rail I found a really sweet, frilly, paisley-ish dress in a number of blue shades (size 14) that had one of those 'imperfect' tags on. The little vesty top underneath the dress had a strap broken but hey, I thought, easily fixable. And £3 off, woot says the cheapskate in me (making it £19). So yeah, I try it on with some other dresses - one floaty polka dot dress (size 12 - my choice), one chucky black and grey striped jersey dress with a strange elasticated neckline (size 14 - her choice, obv) - and the broken one rocked it by miles. Yaaaay for the cheap dress. So I got to the checkout and some, like, 14 year old was stood there. I noticed out of the corner of my eye the till says "£10 off" and I'm like 'what?' and then she puts through the £3 off and says to me "That's £9 then please." and I practically drop everything trying to shove my card into the reader as quickly as possible. The 14 year old rolls her eyes and tuts before telling me the till hasn't given me a receipt and she needs to get her manager. I was like "Errr...I don't need a receive kthanksbye!" and rushed off before they get the chance to demand the extra tenner off me. It's going in my ISA bitches!! I need to move out!
It was brilliant! The cheapest dress looked the nicest, I got an extra tenner off and appeased my guilty clothes buying conscience. Woo hoo!
I was thinking this morning about this I like now I'm slimmer...here's my list:
Tights - hadn't worn them since I was about 12 but they freaking rock! I'm talking the completely opaque ones - black, of course. They make your legs look slimmer and keep 'em warm. What more could you ask for?
My legs - come to think of it. They have miraculously become slim in, like, a month. I guess it's the running?
Padded bras - just as my legs have become slim (in what feels like) overnight, my boobs have completely disappeared. I now fit in those lovely padded bras M&S make. I used to have to get the E-G cup version of the A-DD bras. They always felt granny-fied and completely unsexy. No more M&S underwear splurges for me though. Not now I'm on my saving kick.
Charity shops - well, I loved 'em before but I can fit in a lot more stuff now. =) Charity shops in Brighton, might I add, ROCK! Monsoon denim skirt, Dorothy Perkins pinstriped skirt, red freaking cork wedges...loves it.
Uber high heels - I can wear them all day now! Currently wearing black patent platform peeptoe slingbacks with a heel measuring 5inches. Yes, I am a giant but I feel like a princess.
Anyway, that's enough for now. Time to work. I've added some stuff to ebay if you fancy it - there's two pairs of Evans knee length boots on there that cost me a fortune and will sell for peanuts, no doubt.
http://shop.ebay.co.uk/merchant/porkfap_W0QQ_nkwZQQ_armrsZ1QQ_fromZQQ_mdoZ
