Why hello, butt cheeks, I almost forgot about you back there!

I took a spin cycle/upper body sculpting class this morning. Kicked.my.buns. In a good way! Getting amped up for my first 1/2 marathon this weekend. . It's funny how I really hyped up this half-marathon thing in my mind, and when I first started training for it I would puff up my chest like "look at me, I run. I'm a RUNNER." But after a few casual head-nods from strangers at my random announcement that "I'm training for a 1/2 marathon," to which many would reply "wow, good for you(insert patronising tone), yeah I've done a few of those..."I think it's time set my sights on something bigger. Something more intense, like skydiving or something.I almost feel a little burnt out with the running. Not to say that it's become "easy" for me by any means; rather, my body was getting a little bored and I don't think I did enough cross training. Anyhoo, I'm making efforts to curb that boredom by participating in the awesome free classes at le gym. I finally braved a Zumba class with a friend, and it is the funnest thing since the Jazzercize(anyone else remember these) aerobics classes I used to tag along to with my mom back in the day. Maybe tomorrow I'll punch some things in a boxing group :).

It's the little things...

I found a treasure box of vintage sewing notions at the Salvation Army back home near Portland. It literally made my weekend.

It's a thimble! With a PINEAPPLE on it! {giggle!}

It was filled with vintage threads and stitch markers and hook-and-eye closures, several different colors of vintage bias tape, hand-sewing needles, and a plethora of unique buttons to add to my collection, among other little magical trinkets of handicraftness. I'm happy. :)

Happy Friday!