Courtney confessions

Before I dive into today’s confessions, I just have to make mention of killer workout I did last night. Now that I’m no longer in training mode for a half marathon, I’m starting to revisit some running workouts that are more than just “let’s see how far I can run before I drop dead”. So after work I took advantage of the gorgeous weather and hit the trail for mile repeats. I only did 3 repeats, but hey, sprinting any kind of distance is a big deal for me because this pony was not built for speed.

The workout:
.5 mile warm-up—4 minutes
Mile #1—7:07 (this is soooooo fast for me!)
Mile #2—7:29
Mile #3—7:39
.5 mile cool-down—4:30 

Total distance: 4 miles
Total time: 30:45

Two years ago, I never would have believed I could sprint a mile, let alone sprint THREE of them in a row. As I started sucking wind, my speed obviously decreased with each mile, but I was proud of myself for getting through it. One of the biggest lessons I've learned as a runner is that in order to improve, you absolutely have to get comfortable with being uncomfortable. And sprinting? Wicked uncomfortable.

Okay, now on to the good stuff!

  • I’ve been noticing pain in both of my wrists for the past few weeks and thought maybe I unwittingly injured myself playing softball or it was just an inevitable consequence of typing on a keyboard for 40 hours a week. However, on Sunday night I woke up from a strange dream and I while I was waiting to fall back asleep, I took an inventory of my body position. That’s when I noticed the unfortunate reality of why my wrists probably hurt …

    …I sleep like a raptor.

  • Last night I said something to Clayton that I never, not even in a billion years, imagined would come from my own mouth:

    “So ... I listened to a lot of Michael Bolton today."


  • I bought a fedora over the weekend ... and I look like a complete a$$hole in it. This is exactly why I don’t participate in trends.




  • Last weekend I finally finished unpacking my suitcase from Los Angeles (sad, I know), and I discovered a pair of lime green sunglasses that Chevrolet gave away in a goodie bag at the book festival. They’re the ugliest sunglasses I’ve ever seen in my life, but I keep them in my car as my "driving sunglasses" and have worn them every day since. Maybe I should wear them with my fedora.

  • I am positively obsessed with Forever 21. A friend and I have even talked numerous times about starting a petition to get a store put in our local mall. I used to shy away from Forever 21 because I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of merchandise they carried and to be honest, a lot of it seemed straight-up weird or kind of skanky. However, after getting seduced by Michael Jackson on Hollywood Blvd during my trip to Los Angeles, I stopped inside a Forever 21 on the same street to buy a cheap cardigan for the evening and that’s when I fell in love. I’m typically a jeans and t-shirt girl, but the clothes are so affordable it’s really easy to experiment with style. I have a crush on this sweet little chiffon top with a bow tie pattern (but I would obviously wear a tank top or cami underneath it because I'm not keen on showing the world my belly button or my pathetic excuse for a bra). :

 Do you have anything YOU'D like to confess today?