Project Self: Kicks

It has been a TOUGH week. Between last Friday and today, I've been through the ringer. Perhaps it was the special woman time that mother nature delivered JUST in time for me to travel to my in-laws' for a hectic holiday weekend. Or maybe it was blown up when I paid our car payment on Saturday and Husband paid it on Sunday. Oops. Or it could have been Little S.' sleepless nights with strep. I don't know... combination, I suppose.

I DID RUN, though.
And I also had a giant bowl of Edy's Chocolate Peanut Butter Cup ice cream on Tuesday night.

Highlight? I got my new running shoes at the New Balance factory store last Sunday and I couldn't be happier. I've had such good luck with New Balance over the past few years. My pretty pink and white running shoes have been worn to the bones, though, and were giving me blisters. It was time for a new pair and I'm glad I made the investment.

Please excuse my less than attractive somewhat ankles. I'm working on it. 

The only thing I really don't love about these shoes is the blue. I'm not a blue fan at all. Two colors I don't love are blue and red. I tried these babies on with magenta accents, but they didn't have my size. And as much as I love color, I had to choose the whole "walking on a cloud" feeling over looks. After trying to run two years ago and having a six week knee injury that put me out of the game, I know I have to really be prepared for putting miles on these feet.

Another great investment? Miss Zoe! She keeps me going on our walks/runs! I know she gets cooped up all day and if I feel like quitting halfway through a workout, a little tug on that leash reminds me that I'm not the only one who needs and appreciates a little cardio! I've really enjoyed exercising with my little furry companion. She went to the vet this week, by the way, and she's the healthiest puppy! 

NEWS OF THE WEEK!

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1 down

69.8 to go.

Did the holiday (or any other obstacles) throw you off the wagon this week? 

Ready. Set. LINK!

Girls' Father's Day Best

Ironically, I don't actually have photos of Husband from Father's Day. But I do have a photo of ALL FOUR of his girls!

Left to right:

Little S, Me and Bella, Zoe

dress: can't remember the brand from Ross (birthday gift from my sweet Rochelle)

shoes: Sbicca from Ross (from same shopping trip!)

hair: c/o of au natural

Little S.' dress: JCPenny's, gifted from Grandma

Little S.' shoes: Once Upon a Child Consignment

Zoe's and Bella's collars: Petsmart :)

If you follow me on Twitter or are my friend on Facebook, you probably know that Zoe ran away, yesterday.

Twice.

Because one near heart attack experience wasn't enough for me.

Husband was out of town for a family member's funeral and I was watering the garden yesterday morning. Zoe nudged through the very small crack in the open front door and took off. For an hour and a half. I stuck Little S. in the house with Bella and ran after her. Bad parenting. I know.

Then I ran home, put Little S. in the car and we drove. She promptly pooped everywhere after saying, "Momma! I need to poop!" She was so upset that she made a mess. Of course, I was already hysterical over the dog, so I tried to be really kind to her and tell her it wasn't a big deal and we'd clean it up.

Poor thing.

I brought her home to wash her off, and we got back in the car, Little S. was in a towel. And as I started the car, Miss Zoe showed up in the driveway. I have NO idea how she found her way back or how far she went. But I cried for an hour after she returned because I was just SO happy to see her.

Later in the day, I found a wasp in the house and texted my neighbor to see if she'd send her husband over to help me kill it. As soon as I opened the door to let him in, Zoe took off, AGAIN. I said bad words and Mr. Neighbor RAN.AFTER.HER with bare feet. For fifteen minutes. And finally caught her behind the funeral home across the street.

Mother of ALL THINGS holy and good.

You know... I really think I need to fill that anxiety med prescription that's been sitting in my center console for a month. Good for days like yesterday.

Mrs. Neighbor's cocktails also helped.

I wore this out to Husband's Father's Day dinner. I'll admit it's a little dressy for Texas Roadhouse (Husband's a steak hound), but weekends are my fashion show. And I'm taking Little S. down the runway with me, obviously.

Eventful weekend for anyone else?