Here's where I think my downfall was: three forced rest days in a row last week followed by a kick-ass spin class and weights workout with minimal stretching on Friday does not make for a good run on Saturday. My legs were refusing to go and, oh man, the pain. My inner and outer thighs were refusing my attempts at begging. I was forced to quit at about 4.5 miles. I feel so defeated!
Even wearing an awesome outfit didn't help.
...and today I'm going to spinning class since it's the last day of classes for the rest of the week, and then I am going to expect the rest of the week's runs to be successes. Hard-headed? Probably.
And now, how did the holiday shop go, you ask? Well, Amanda and I went in thinking it was going to be a roaring success. Our "goal" was to make $200. I had spent the last three weeks making Noodle Huggers and pet collars like I was one of Santa's elves. I was trying to be so prepared for this thing, I've let cleaning the house go by the wayside and now I can't STAND the mess! But it's ok because I was going to make enough money to afford Christmas!
We got in and set up our table, which took a whole...15 minutes. We literally sat around watching everyone else set up their tables for two hours.
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Finally, 12:00 came and people started trickling in. We sat and watched...and watched...and watched no one come over and buy a single item. I began to realize that this crowd was...well...not fun (read: snooty and pompous). No one understood the whimsy of my items. I got so sick of hearing "What's a Noodle Hugger?". It was clearly explained on the sign AND I told everyone that showed any interest, "they're non-slip headbands". Now, if someone at a craft show told me that, I'd be all over it, especially with all the designs. I'd get this weird look and then they'd walk away. I'm pretty sure the connection between "noodle" and "head" was completely lost on these people (or maybe it's because they're noses were too high up in the air to be at all imaginative).
Around 2pm I told Amanda that if it didn't pick up by 3:30, we're just going to leave then and not stick around til 4 to get stuck in the crowd of everyone packing up to leave, with all their money. So, as my suspicions expected, we got no sales in that time and we packed it up at 3:30. The organizer lady came around wanting to know why we were leaving early. I told her because we just aren't selling anything so we're going to leave. She goes, "It looks really bad for the other vendors if there's an empty table". And if my brain worked faster, I would have then told her, "There may as well have been an empty table here!" and then I'd have stomped on her foot and ran away. I'm pretty sure I won't be invited back next year. DARN!!
I had to pay $25 for the spot at this show and I didn't even make my money back. Yeah. It was that bad.
The theme of my weekend? DEFEAT
Did YOU have a better weekend??
Do you like to wear colorful running clothes or is it just me?