I need to come clean. Literally and figuratively. These are my feet at the end of this morning’s run. What’s wrong with this picture?

1. Well for starters my feet are shaped like dinner plates. They are as wide as they are long, making  it very difficult to find shoes that fit. Wouldn’t you know the only ones that work, without causing my toenails to fall off, a plight common for runners, cost $180.00, hence the replacement delay.
2. Its June. I am standing in the middle of a puddle and I am chilly. I could obsess, but I’ll try to get over this wet west coast spring.
3. My runners are disintegrating, yet I haven’t found the time to get a new pair.
4. My socks are so ripe they could take off down the road by themselves. Maybe that’s where they go.
5. You can’t see it, but the truth is I run at 5:15 AM because my running clothes are older than my daughter. (She’s 13)

All this might not be so bad, but last week I wrote a post about self care as though I had it mastered. Clearly, I have some work to do before I can walk my own talk. Sigh. Don’t you love it when you discover you are full of you know what? Or does it only happen to me?

This week I am going to order new running shoes, buy 10 pairs of brand new pristine white running socks, and I am going to buy two new running outfits to replace my current collection of hand me downs, and ancient stinky mix-and-match get ups.

If there was a “What not the Wear” for exercise, I would be an ideal first contestant. Any fitness fashionitas out there with advice?

How about you?  Inspired to initiate your own self care affair?

N.B. – Truth be known?  I do exercise every day. I’ve nailed that part of my life.  But much of what I write about smelling the roses, mindfulness, self care and body image, I’m writing because I need to remind myself out loud, so I can be held accountable.