Running clothes outside of running

I very rarely wear my running/work out clothes outside of running or the gym. The only exception is my running jackets. (Oh, and the one time I wore my black running tights and black long-sleeve running shirt on Halloween for my cat costume at my kids' school. My regular black leggings were too sheer and no one needs to see my ass. But I digress.) I'll buy a jacket thinking, "Oh, this will keep me warm when I run on cold days." And then I'll like the jacket so much that I'll wear it as a regular jacket and never want to ruin it with my sweat. To date, three "running" jackets have been converted to regular jackets and have never seen the light of day during a run. Today I'm wearing number four.

I tried really hard to get a good picture of me in my jacket.

This one looks okay, except it looks like I have a little pot belly.

Snuck back to the work bathroom again later in an attempt to take a better picture.

Tried a different angle. I just look like a dumb-ass modeling a phone facing the wrong way.

Ah, well, anyway, that's me. Hi!

Went to the gym last night. Yesterday's work-out schedule called for an easy 3 mile run and then Insanity® Cardio Recovery. I told myself if I could just run one full mile, I'd already be doing better than I did on Monday. I did the first mile at an easy 5.5 (11:00/mile). Then the second mile I upped it a bit to 5.7 (10:26/mile). I tried to convince myself that I could do that last mile at 6.0 (10:00/mile).

Thank God that's when my friend, Steph came by! Without any hesitation I slowed the treadmill down to a walk. Steph told me I didn't have to do that. (Oh, yes, I did!) We talked for a bit and then she went off to do her cardio on the elliptical since her foot was still sore.

Okay, back to my last mile. I started back at an easy 5.5. After a tenth of a mile, upped it to 5.7. Then after a quarter of a mile, I put it to 6.0. See, this isn't so bad. I can do this! I felt so good, that when the display read 0.75 miles, I upped the speed to 6.5 (9:14/mile) to run the last quarter mile. And I did it! Hooray me!

Steph came back when I was done with my last mile and hopped on the treadmill next to me. I think she saw me in all my bad-assness running that last fast (haha) quarter mile and wanted to run, too. She put her treadmill to 5.5 and was easily still talking to me as she ran. I would have been unable to speak, much less look to my side running at that speed. That girl's got it. Me? I was just happy that I finished that last mile in under 10 minutes.