Zoot suit

A quick seperate note to tell my gentle readers that my official race suit arrived in the mail on Friday. It's a special present to myself because it's bonus season, but also because I feel like if I nail it up in my closet, it will give me something to apire to. It is a hot little piece of aerodynamic engineering. It does not, despite its best efforts, look good on me at the moment. But I think that if I train well and I'm strong and ready to go on race day - it will look hot. Not to mention giving everyone around me the misleading impression that I know what I'm doing. Also, as a sidenote, I just want to say that it's nearly impossible to get on. Granted, I was definitively drunk the first time I tried to get into it - which was probably a mistake. But when I looked at it again later, I realized that it's a relatively complicated piece of clothing. It has this built in sports bra and a zipper that goes all the way from my belly buttom to my neck, so you have to step through the sports bra, without putting your foot on the zipper and then get your leg into the right part of the shorts and then shimmy into it - all without falling over or ripping anything. And trying to get out of it again gave me bruises. But - not the point. It's grey and had hot pink lines and once I get my camera back from the big C, I will post a hot picture of it.