I am getting paid tomorrow and I have finally decided that a new pair of shoes is in order. Not fancy happy shoes, but a nice pair of exercise-type shoes from New Balance. I was window shopping last week, and now this week they have shoes on sale for $60. Earlier, while being a coffee-house newspaper reader at Panera Bread, I came upon a 10% off coupon in the Pitt News. Tomorrow at this time I may be the proud owner of a new pair of shoes. This might sound dumb, but my whole “get fit and exercise” is ultimately not starting because I use the excuse “I have no good shoes”, which is not really just an excuse … well it is, but honestly I have no good shoes. My sketchers that I wear frequently are going on three years old. The bottoms no longer have any tread, but surprisingly I have not worn a hole into them yet. When I wear them to work, I slide all over the place because the floor is slippy and my shoes are not equipped to handle that kind of situation. My Vans, which I bought around April of 2001 were heavily used during my days of “walking” when I was at Cedar Point. I worked about 50 hours a week, and I walked 90% of the time, so they also have no tread left. My last pair of shoes is a pair of Nike’s that have to be at least 5 years old. They were my good shoes before I got the Sketchers. I never wore them much, but from being stored in boxes and laundry baskets they are all crumply and nasty. I must have gotten bored one day and created something out of the shoelaces because they are gone. Oh wait, I have yet another pair of sneaker-like shoes. These are a pair of Nike-Air, I think. My dad gave them to me when he mistakenly bought them for himself at a yard sale or auction, or somewhere used. They fit perfectly and look like they have have never been worn, however someone, like me, must have gotten creative in deciding to remove the sole inserts. I could go spend a couple bucks on them, but I wore them one day and I thought my feet were going to fall off. I unfortunately have flat feet, which causes me immense pain when I wear any type of shoe with built in arches. These shoes are like a boat. The middle is flat sides curve upwards. Seriously though, even if I had arches, who has feet like that? I’m glad my feet are not shaped like boats. Maybe that is why someone was selling them.
Anyways, my sole purpose (or so I tell myself) for not starting my exercise plan is lack of proper shoes. Tomorrow will be the day that it all comes to a crashing end. So I’ll let ya know how my progress is going.
I want to be fit because I think that if I stay active I will have more energy. I also think that if I get rid of any excess fat hanging around, it won’t hog up all of my energy. My “quit drinking pop” campaign has been super successful. I have not had any pop since my family Labor Day picnic, when I was forced to either drink Code Red or die of thirstiness, I broke down. It was not even rewarding. When I was addicted to pop, I would have consumed goat milk before succumbing to code red. Pepsi all the way. No more Pepsi 🙁 No, really … I’m not that sad.
Anyways, the anti-pop campaign delivered some nice results at first, but I think that it is done making my fat go away. I can now comfortably wear everything I own, and I find myself finding new treasures in the back of my closet. Things that I did not think would ever fit again. My favorite bra that I bought at Victoria’s Secret like 2 years ago finally fits without making me pop out o have the bulge (double boob effect). If you don’t know what I’m talking about, feel free to leave a comment or ask, I don’t have time to explain that now. So, yay! I think my boobs shrank. How exciting is that! Ok, enough for now.
Oh yeah, I stole a poster off of a telephone pole today! It is awesome, Guiding Light is coming to town to find people on September 25th. I won’t try out because I know I’m not soap opera material, but the poster had a big color picture of Marina (Aubrey Dollar) and Shane (Marty West) on it. Marty reminds me of a really gay guy, he used to model of Abercrombie and Fitch. He’s one of those annoyingly feminine blonde guys. Ugh … but Aubrey is really really pretty and I want to cut her hair off and glue it to my head. I wouldn’t have taken the poster if Aubrey wasn’t on it. And no, that does not mean I want her or that I want to make out with girls, I just think she is pretty. Anyways, we can leave the whole “I like to check out girls more than guys” topic for another day. It is time to print some things out and get back to class.
Later 🙂