How’s that for a post title, huh? 

Well, in reality… that was exactly what my run yesterday was.  I planned on heading out for an 11 mile training run.  I knew that it wasn’t going to be easy…. being that I fueled up the day before on too much candy, desserts, and wine.  My fingers were crossed that the sugar and carbs were actually going to work in my advantage.  I told myself that my muscles were sufficiently pumped with glycogen just ready to be released.

I was wrong.

The first two miles felt great, I completed them with a pace of 9:07, which is faster than usual for me.  Then the dehydration set in… and the wind picked up… and my hips and knees started to hurt… and my lips became chapped… and the collar to my jacket started hitting me in the face… and I almost got hit by a car (no worries though, my glycogen stores were good for something and helped me jump out of the way at least).

It was kind of a disaster.

I stopped back at home around mile 6 to use the bathroom, eat a G.U. Chomp, and complain and curse to Bobby about how terrible my run was going.  He gave me some quick motivation (“wow, that sucks…. well… um… good luck”), and I sulked back out the door to finish up. 

It was around mile 8 that I decided I was going to cut this one short at 10 miles.  My earphones were being whipped out of my ears by the insane wind, and I just didn’t have any more patience or energy to deal with that extra mile.

Slow, horrendous run… but I knew my streak of “good runs” was too good to be true.  I’m okay with it, now I know what not to put into my body the day before a long run.

Anyway, after my run and a nice giant green protein smoothie, I showered up and hit the mall.  I needed to pick up some new outfits for this weekend….

I’m going to Las Vegas, baby!

Me and 8 of my very best friends are traveling across the country to throw quite the extravagant Bachelorette party!  We have always all wanted to go together, and before everyone starts popping out babies we figured we should just do it! 

We are a blazer, cardigan, jeans, and Jack Rodger wearing group.  Needless to say, none of that would fly while we are hitting the Vegas clubs. 

I had some hits, and some misses in the dresses department yesterday.  I was forced to realize that I have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to trends, and I tend to gravitate more towards comfort than style. 

Here the dresses I picked up from Express:

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Plus a few items from H&M.  Overall, I feel a bit more prepared, but not fully.  Feel like I need some other options!  If anyone has any tips, this girl needs them!

Before I head off to the gym this morning, I’ll leave you with one of the serious “misses” of my shopping trips… I realize that this is possibly the most unflattering photo of me ever taken and I’m embarrassed that I think it’s okay to post it on the internet.

I mean…..

Have you ever been to Las Vegas?  Tell me about it!!!!

Do you have a comfort zone when it comes to clothes?  What are your go-to outfits?

Have you ever had a running fail?  Was it due to your fueling (or lack their of) or something else?