I’ve been posting photos to Instagram and Tumblr the past few days. If you’re on either site, stop by and say hello!
a few signs
the nebraska sky: always amazing
photo project: kearney cruise 2013
I’ve been trying to come up with a creative Kearney Cruise project for myself. Every year I try to do something different. Last year I took only black and white photos of the city. No cars. The year before was all color, all cars.
This year I’m giving myself an assignment: a photo an hour. Assuming I have cell coverage, I’m going to post them throughout the day. Latest photo will be at the top.
money doesn’t grow on trees…
struggling with my inner voice
I’m not really a runner.
I decided to try the Couch to 5k program for a challenge. Motivation comes easier with a plan and a goal. The Ease into 5k app helps. It costs less than a frappuccino and is worth every penny.
I’m not really a runner.
I knew I would get to the point where I needed new shoes. It happened at week three. I woke up, got out of bed, and the balls of my feet didn’t like being on the floor. I was surprised. I thought it would be my arches to go first.
I’m not really a runner.
I was nervous about buying running shoes. They imply commitment. They make a statement. (They cost more than 30 frappuccinos!)
I’m not really a runner.
I asked the girl if there was anything I needed to know about breaking them in. “Just don’t go like eight miles the first time you wear them.” She was being serious. Did she miss the part about Couch to 5k?
I’m not really a runner.
Yesterday I completed week four. My feet feel awesome. There were times where I ran for six minutes. Six minutes! I’m not sure why I’m so surprised by my success.
Maybe it’s because I think I’m not really a runner?
wardrobe refashion: shorts
I can never seem to find shorts that I like. I’m too old for short shorts and too young for culottes. The perfect length for me is cutoff style, especially when I cut them myself.
I found two pairs of pants at the thrift store for my little experiment. I put them on, marked the length I wanted and cut.
Ok, I did a bit more than that.
I stitched around the bottom of the leg about 1/4 inch to make them look more finished. I had planned to let them fringe on their own, but after the first wash the strings were driving me crazy. I followed the Purl Bee’s instructions for fringing, but only for about halfway up to the stitch line.
I’m loving my new shorts, and giving the jeans in my closet a closer look. Maybe I should make another trip to the thrift store.