{"id":3717,"date":"2013-04-11T03:22:45","date_gmt":"2013-04-11T03:22:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.littlejohnesque.com\/shazam\/?p=3717"},"modified":"2013-04-11T03:50:03","modified_gmt":"2013-04-11T03:50:03","slug":"clothes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.littlejohnesque.com\/shazam\/?p=3717","title":{"rendered":"Clothes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My clothes don&#8217;t fit anymore.  I like getting dressed.  Scratch that.  I LOVE getting dressed in the morning.  In fact, I love it so much that I spend an hour or more every Sunday putting together outfits for my week&#8230;  Mixing&#8230;  Matching&#8230;  Accessorizing&#8230;  Sigh&#8230;  That way I can roll outta bed at 7:15, roll out the door by 7:45 and still look cute &#8211; or, at the very least, feeling cute. That is how it seemed to go so far.<br \/>\nThen this week happened.  It is both a blessing and a curse.  Blessing because I have external evidence that this is happening peeps.  I&#8217;m getting smaller.  Things are changing!  Curse because my closet is shrinking by the day.  It is only Wednesday and I&#8217;ve already thrown five articles of clothing (three shirts, two skirts) into the too big for Tamara pile.  These are things I thought still fit me and planned to wear this week, but when I put them on it looked like I was wearing sails or something!  So my time saver has been a big tricker this week, making me create three last minute outfits at 7:35 when I still needed to put my make up on and do my hair!  (I wore braids today, that was my level of lateness.)<br \/>\nAh well.  Could be worse.  I could be digging my bigger clothes out of storage instead of needing to buy smaller ones.  I&#8217;m finally at a point that I don&#8217;t have any more goal clothes.  I fit all of the &#8220;tiny&#8221; things I have bought over the years.  I&#8217;m not that impressed with my spoils, truth be told. My style has changed some.  Things fit different than I expected.<br \/>\nGuess it&#8217;s time to buy a few things.  Awwww shucks.<br \/>\n***<br \/>\nFunny note- I almost forgot to write this next part.  That shows me how normalized this whole exercise thing is becoming&#8230;.<br \/>\nI went out and ran a mile today and walked another .7.  Finally, my tracker went untouched and unbumped and I got a decent read on my mile.  I ran it in 11:35.  I&#8217;m pleased with that.  There is definitely room for improvement, but I&#8217;m forgiving myself for feeling a little sore and tuckered today.  I think I&#8217;m going to take this weekend off from exercise to get another good rest\/heal in.  I&#8217;m starting to feel battered.<br \/>\nI tied a ribbon from Martha to my wrist today in place of the heavy retractable leash.  It seemed to work fine.  She is such a good girl and I know she is fine off leash, but as a person who is scared of big dogs, I hate to make other people uncomfortable so I keep her tied up.  I love having her as my running mate.  It&#8217;s nice to have her there to &#8216;motivate&#8217; up the hills and to the next goal.  &#8220;C&#8217;mon Martha!  Keep it going!  Atta girl!  Good puppy.&#8221;  I&#8217;m not sure who needs to hear those words more, her or me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My clothes don&#8217;t fit anymore. I like getting dressed. Scratch that. I LOVE getting dressed in the morning. 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