1. Remember a couple of weeks ago when I said ClassPass didn’t have a referral program? Well, great news for you AND me! For the rest of this week, they do have a referral program, and if you sign up for ClassPass using my referral link, they’ll give you $50 — not a $50 credit on your account, but $50 in the form of cold hard…Visa prepaid gift card. So not exactly cash, but close enough. It only works until midnight on Friday, so act quick! (I’ll get $50 too, for the sake of disclosure, but only if you actually sign up — so you should definitely sign up 😉 ).
2. Between my pea coat whose pockets had ripped and my snow boots whose outer lining had cracked off, it’s safe to say my winter outerwear wardrobe needed a SERIOUS update. Thanks to a killer sale at Macy’s combined with coupons from my wonderful mother, I got a new pea coat last week ($225 coat down to $89 including tax — holla!), and on Sunday, I bit the bullet and bought a new pair of snow boots. In the past I’ve always hesitated to spend a lot of money on snow boots (or, you know…anything. Ha.), but I’ve been stuck in a cycle of buying cheap boots and having them literally fall apart at the seams within two years, so I figured I may as well pony up a little more this time around and hope they’ll last a little longer — or at least keep my feet warm and dry.
Anyway, I bought these boots at Sports Authority. I always feel like a sinner when I go to Sports Authority, because anyone in the endurance sports world will ALWAYS tell you to go to a speciality store over a big box store, so even though I wasn’t at Sports Authority to buy anything in any way related to running, I still felt bad being there. Because I never go to Sports Authority, I wasn’t a member of their rewards club, but the cashier talked me into it (not that I anticipate shopping at Sports Authority again any time soon, but you know. Now I’m covered just in case?). She handed me the little info packet, which I promptly tossed in my bag and ignored until I got home, when I realized…
…it’s entirely in Spanish.
This marked the first time in my post-college life where my Spanish minor came in handy. Even though I haven’t done much of anything with Spanish in two and a half years, I still understood the whole thing — a pleasant surprise! I also learned that Spanish for “treadmill” is “trotadora,” which will now be the exclusive word I use when talking about a treadmill, because that is an AWESOME word. Haha.
3. On a somewhat related note, why are white snow boots a thing? What kind of person sees white snow boots and thinks, “Yes, it would be a really great idea to buy these boots, which I plan to wear exclusively in snowy, sleety, salty, slushy conditions, which will absolutely make my boots dirty in .3 seconds, in white.”? I saw so many boots in white–cute boots, even–but I can’t make it make sense. Then again, I’m hardly an authority on fashion, so what do I know?
4. At the risk of infuriating the majority of the city of Chicago, I LOVE how terrible the Bears are this year. Love, love, love it. Now, I’m not much of a professional sports fan, so when people ask me about my alliances, I usually say I’m a fan by location. When I lived in Michigan, I oh-so casually cheered for Detroit teams (as in, I would watch if they made the finals in their respective sport), but then I moved to Chicago, so now I generally oh-so casually cheer for Chicago teams (though I do really like the Blackhawks and would consider myself approximately one half step above “casual fan,” mostly because I actually read the RedEye articles on the Blackhawks, whereas articles on the Bulls, Bears, Cubs, and White Sox make me–Miss Former Aspirational Sports Journalist–glaze over with boredom.). I had nothing in particular against the Bears (aside from all the things I have against the NFL in general…which is a lot of things) until the 49ers game earlier this year. This godforsaken game started at 7:30 p.m. on Sunday, September 14, which, in case you were wondering, was the first night of Peak Week for marathon training. Since this was still marathon season, I was still meeting with my trainer at the gym at 6 a.m. on Monday mornings, which meant I was getting up at 4:40 a.m. on Monday mornings and going to bed at like…8 p.m. on Sunday nights. My rotten neighbors, however, had opened up the man cave for business that night and kept me tossing and turning for hours with their excessively loud cheering, radio playing, AND TV viewing (because of course just watching the game on TV would be ludicrous). That one instance made me HATE the Bears (which may not be entirely fair, because my vitriol should probably be directed towards my neighbors, but I already have enough vitriol for them, and it was the Bears’ fault that my neighbors were outside on a Sunday night in ADDITION to the usual Friday AND Saturday night man cave situations, and Peak Week Marathoner just wanted to sleep, darn it! So I’ll blame the Bears, too), and therefore the fact that they are blowing up this season fills me with so much schadenfreude I can barely stand it 😀
In related news, I may or may not be a terrible person.
Are you a Bears fan? Or NFL fan in general?
Make me laugh. My trainer rescheduled my personal training session this morning, which means I got up pretty close to 4 a.m. this morning, after not getting home from physical therapy–getting home, mind you, not going to bed/falling asleep–until about 8:30, so chances are I’m insufferably grumpy. I also got home late Tuesday night AND Monday night, so the sleep deprivation situation is super real at the moment, and I pity those who have to deal with me, because a sleep deprived Bethany is a CRANKY Bethany. I’m like a toddler. I don’t really get hangry, but I am the WORST when I’m tired. Is there a cutesy word for that, too? We should invent one.