The Walmart Trap

After work tonight, I decided to go looking for shorts, tanks--not the military variety, and a really great pair of running shoes. Because of my limited budget and the fact that it was already 8:30, my options were limited. Sean and I gunned it to Shoe Show, and I found nothing to fit my canoe-like feet.

So, we went to Strawberry on the hunt for flowy tank tops in bright colors--something like what Ke$ha would wear to jog. Knowing she and I have quite similar body types, I knew they'd look just smashing. I was wrong. Neon. Sleeveless. Not as baggy intended by design. Let's just say that none of them worked out too well for me.

At least when we hit up the Walmart next door, I found shorts that are long enough to keep my thighs from catching fire as I jog A N D make me look like a man! So, I bought a pair for $8 to try them out on my run with Megan tomorrow. Holy run-on sentence. Whatevs. I also found pistachios and mini Oreos for like a buck. I decided then that i was hungry enough to sabotage my otherwise incredibly healthy day. I was taken by the Walmart trap yet again! Yes. I bought them. Yes. I ate them on the way to Target.

Target, of course, had neon, sleeveless, flowy shirts that were actually damn near perfect for what I was looking for A N D looked decent enough to wear at the park while running. Only while running..but still. Totally different standards for apparel while exercising. But anyway. All I would have needed to change was that they were too long. Too. Long. How often does THAT happen? Never. Easy enough to snip an inch of the bottom, so people can see my knee caps, right? Awesome. I picked four different colors. Then.. I checked the price tag. $17.99 EACH!

Fuck that shit. I came home and cut the sleeves and neck off of an old Light the Night t-shirt and threw it into my tote for tomorrow.

If anyone wants to buy me a $100 Target gift card, you'd be contributing to my help-Kendra-look-like-a-female-while-she-exercises fund. =]

In closing, when I lose the 100 pounds that is my ultimate goal, I'm going to treat myself to finding out how to sew this dress, buy some wonderfully spunky material, and make this for myself.