In like a lamb

So, I'm kind of disappointed that I didn't meet my 40-mile cardio goal in February. I could make the excuse that, with only 28 days, it was a short month, but I didn't even start my January goal until the 5th, and I still managed to run 38. Oh well. Clearly 40 is a lofty goal, then, and one I will continue to aim for in March. Of course, I didn't exercise all weekend and I'm planning on going to yoga tonight, so cardio is going to have to wait one more day.

By not exercising all weekend, I only mean that I didn't hit the gym. But I did more than a fair amount of walking, giving an old college friend a tour of the city, and of course, dancing, on Saturday night. My party shoes may be orthopedic but they still fit. Kind of. In a really uncomfortable, pinching type of way.

Yesterday turned out to be an absolutely GORGEOUS day, high 70's, with a strong afternoon sun. My friends and I headed down to Santa Monica, where we walked along the beach and the promenade, had a late lunch, and then headed down to Venice to the Whaler. We arrived around 5:30, just in time to catch the sunset.

The northeast doesn't need to get blanketed under an obscene amount of snow to remind me why I live here. Although it certainly helps.

Edited to add: And also? There is a line in the movie Clueless where Cher claims that mirrors lie which is why she always takes Polaroids. I never quite got that until seeing this picture, and a few from the party last weekend, and so I am publicly stating that I am never wearing those khaki capris or this dress again. I swear, I don't think I look dowdy when I leave the house, but neither are doing me any favors.