So I decided to dance to the Sun Gods after ANOTHER cold and rainy track meet on Saturday. I know I live in Portland. I know I have grown up in Oregon all my life. I know I am supposed to embrace the rain and I do, most of the time - but I am just tired of it now. I am ready for funshine and warmer weather and not having to pack my rain jacket whenever I leave the house.
Good news is the Sun Gods listened to me and they are saying it will be a lovely 73 degrees at some point today. Granted it will probably rain tomorrow. But. Whatever - I am living it up today and even wore a skirt. Sorry
not sorry to those I blind with my white legs today.
In other news, I turned down cookies not once, but twice this weekend.
Give me a gold star, damnit. This whole cutting out processed sugar and the icky carbies has not been nearly as hard as I thought it would be. Granted I am cheating a tiny bit and still having green fruit smoothies in the morning, but eh, playas gone play.
Here is the only photo I took all weekend - post rain and mud at the track meet. Hashtag over it.