So, here’s my latest version.
There has been a lot of pumpkin backlash in the blogworld this season, but I freaking love it. Pumpkin spice coffee, pumpkin bread, pumpkin oatmal, pumpkin spice in everything. It’s really the only way that I can mark the passing seasons in Florida. Sorry I’m not sorry.
When I see bloggers posting their split times for training runs, I mentally add 5-10 minutes to their total time because I know they pause their Garmins while waiting for stoplights or taking potty breaks. And if I don’t add on, I’ll feel even more inadequate as a runner. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I have a full stock of stevia at home and at work but sometimes I choose the Splenda, just because I like the way it tastes. Sorry I’m not sorry.
Sometimes I think about dressing up for work more often, but then I think about how comfortable my sneakers are. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I get annoyed with some friends on Facebook who seem to share every political thought they have in their heads, so I hide their statuses because I’m too scared to actually unfriend them. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I wear the same workout clothes without washing them. I febreeze them and hang them up to “dry.” I get at least two wears out of almost every outfit. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I roll my eyes at the meatheads at the gym who walk around with gallons of water and ripped tank tops. They spend hours working on their bodies and I can’t stand the sight of them. Sorry I’m not sorry.
What are you NOT sorry about this week?