Today I began my the training for the marathon that I will be running on December 6. Exactly 17 weeks from now.  I took an hour and set up my running calendar and will now be devotedly box checking my way to a 26 mile race. My first run was a simple 3 mile jog on a somewhat busy sidewalk of Glendale, CA. Halfway through the run, a 13 year old and his 6 year old brother do a bluff run at me and pace me for about 10 feet as they laugh, and I look at the 13 year old like "What, what" and he's looks at me like "what, what"  back!  And it was on. For the next 3 blocks the two of us are sprinting down the sidewalk dodging sidewalk diners and dog walkers. Eventually, that freaking guardian of his stopped all the fun, and I jogged away in my lulu shorts (with built in panties) and lulu hat (my new one I got today, since I left my last one in Vegas), and my lulu sports bra (Hidden seams people).

...and speaking of lulu...he he he

My project at work just brought on two new females to work with us for the next seven weeks. I meet them for the first time as I run into a conference room in Cincinnati, fresh off a plane after 28+ hours without sleep (and looking eagerly forward (LET ME TELL YOU) to working a full day).  As I pull up my chair, I send a wave in their directions, and pause midstream as I notice a gigantic Lululemon sticker plastered to one of the female's notebooks. AS IN, this girl got a sticker, and got a notebook, and put them together, and took it to her job.

I start breathing rapidly, I want to immediately crawl secretly under the table towards her and offer her $88 dollars for the notebook because I don't have that model yet.  And it matches AT LEAST three of the lulu pants that I have. I think to myself "work just got A LOT better".  Not long after the meeting, the girl leans over to me and whispers, "I have that jacket you're wearing in 4 colors," and I lean over and say "would you like to go to Lululemon with me RIGHT NOW and have a threesome with the counterman at the Old Town Pasadena store." And she said, "I was hoping you would say that, let's blow this joint."

In other "my-obsession-has-gotten-out-of-control-news," I was hiking in Bryce Canyon in my WHITE lulu hiking shorts, and sat down on a red dirt incline to have my friend take a picture. When finished, I stood up and continued hiking; a woman behind me being friendly joked to me, "it looks like you fell down in something, your butt is bright red," and I was all, "oh, haha, no big deal i'll just brush it off." And she said, "No, that's not going anywhere, that red sand stains really bad. You won't even be able to wash it out." I stood there. ... Stunned... and she laughs and says "That happened to me and I just have to say to myself 'they're just shorts right'."

The guy next to me chokes a laugh back and continues giggling as I stair daggers at the lady. HOW DARE SHE. Just Shorts!!!! Everything in my body did the whole "excuse me, I WORK IN from orange county and You...Yooouuuuu are a peon. Have at you." I was dragged down the trail away from my target with my nails and hands tearing at the dirt trying to get to the lady to knock sense into her. 

I went home and washed the shorts. And no stains. NO STAINS. Ha. The obsession deepens.

I also came to two realizations today. 1. I no longer need anything from lulu. In fact, If I keep buying things, I won't be able to wear them much because I already have those products in other styles. 2. Lululemon is a public company. Meaning stock!  So given that I can't keep up my rate of product purchases... instead of buying the clothes, I will try to buy the shares!

I think this is self-delusion. But hey, I'd rather be THAT person. So let's have a toast towards my effort of kicking this habit and turning it into something my future will appreciate, if not my butt (Yummy luon pants)...