Winter Boost

I did something very un-me-like yesterday. Can you tell what it was? Doubt it.

I know you're thinking that I must have gotten a boob job due to my voluptuousness. But more likely you were too busy wondering how it is possible that someone with female parts and estrogen could possible have a body like mine - that of a twelve year old boy (minus the obvious appendage).

What I did was go in for some airbrush tanning, for the first time ever. I have a friend who has recently lost a lot of weight. She has been doing some self improvement things and wanted to tan, so I went along. Check out this tan line. No one else in the state of Colorado in December can boast this (except for the friend who went with me).

Phew - didn't show any crack.

Yes, it is kind of queer that I chose to go in the middle of winter when there is absolutely zero chance that anyone (but my lucky husband) will get to see my bronzed bod. But it is what it is.

This was kind of an interesting situation. I went into Tiki Tan in Longmont and was greeted by Jennifer. Apparently she and her husband, who is the lieutenant of the Longmont fire department, own this place. I told you Longmont was small.

She took me back to this room that was not unsimilar to a Conoco gas station bathroom. It was clean enough and had a toilet and a tent for the tanning. Jennifer came in and told me that she was a nurse also so that if I wanted to go completely naked, while she airbrushed me, it would be fine (I guess nurses see a lot). I opted to keep the bra and underwear on (hence the tan line). The thought of someone who I didn't know airbrushing my privates was a little much. Even someone I did know airbrushing my privates would be a little much.

You might be wondering why I didn't opt for the tanning bed. I have only been to tanning beds once and that was in college when I was getting ready to go the Bahamas for spring break. All the girls said we should do it to avoid getting burned. Because I do what people tell me, I did it. I'm pretty sure I made friends with melanoma during that time, but I did get a deeper tan than I've ever had before:


That's me on the left with the ruffles and the perm.

Oh, and just because I was going through old photos of the Bahama's trip, here's when I won the limbo contest.

That's me with the afro.

Do you ever do stuff like this? Tanning, pedicures, botox, cosmetic surgeries?

Oh yeah, this is a running blog, so let's move onto that.

Yesterday, my Yogi tea had this to say:

Immediately, because I am obsessed with running, I made the "most impossible challenge" the almighty marathon. Yes, it's true that overcoming that feat brought me unmeasured accomplishment and happiness (only to be compared to squeezing two 8 1/2 pound babies out of a small opening).

Today I am giving a huge shout out to Super Feet, makers of insoles for runners. They have the best return policy ever. You have 60 days to return/exchange their products if you are not completely satisfied. Today I exchanged my green Superfeets for blues (greens had too high of an arch), just shy of the 60 day mark. I had cut up and used the insoles for the past two months. Yet, with no questions asked, I was given a brand new pair. I love a company that stands by their product. This is how they keep and gain customers.


Drinking: Hazelnut vanilla coffee from Einsteins