Oh, Suzannah

I don’t remember a lot about high school.  I didn’t like school and I liked being in public school even less.  However there are moments and days that I do recall with fondness.  One such day, which began like any other, my life would be changed forever.

I had switched over to public school from parochial school in 8th grade, taking Algebra a second time because it was the highest math offered in junior high.  It was fine with me, because it was an easy A.  Geometry my Freshman year was a breeze.  Now a sophomore, Algebra II was difficult for me.  One of the youngest in the class, I was also pretty shy, so I sat in the back and mostly paid attention.

One day, a girl I had never seen walked into the classroom.  She had stringy red hair and jelly shoes on her feet.  I giggled.  What kind of person wears jelly shoes?  (I mean, besides the toddler kind.)  Who was this weirdo?

Turns out she was a transfer student.  Her name was Suzannah Dove.  She was from San Diego, California, and I just knew her parents had to be hippies.  She had freckles on her porcelain skin, an easy demeanor and kind smile.  She was assigned to sit in the empty desk to my left, and the rest, as they say, is history.

Throughout that school year, we chatted, we studied together, we figured out how to pass notes to each other in our graphing calculators.  (So I guess you could say weI invented texting. You’re welcome.)

Suzannah was like the butter to my toast – we were so different, and she was everything I wasn’t, but together we were better.  I had never known a friendship that was so effortless, honest and fun.  The things I loved about her then are still qualities I admire in her now.  Twenty years later, we are still best friends.  Both moms and now living on opposite sides of the country, our lives have changed drastically, but our bond remains intact.  We have weathered our share of storms and been up on peaks and down in valleys together, and I am so proud to call her my best friend.

Most of our conversations happen on Skype now, but they are still as effortless as the day we met.  Suzannah (whose mom is totally a hippie) is sweet and honest, and she still laughs at my jokes.  I still ask her advice about fashion (are jelly shoes in again?) and dealing with my dad, and I have no doubt that we will be friends for the rest of our lives and after.

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Bold Colors for Bold Workouts

I’m an all-or-nothing kind of girl. Not necessarily an adrenaline junkie, but certainly someone who gives 100% to the things I’m passionate about. One of my passions is fitness. I love working out. I enjoy the struggle, the pain, the sweat. Sweet, sweet, sweat…

For me, how I dress for my workouts is an extension of my personality. I don’t like to wear all grays and all blacks, because I feel like those colors say “ho hum”, “blah”, and “don’t look at me”. I’m friendly! I may not want to chat when I’m in line at the bank and my three year old is hanging off my leg screaming and I need to use the restroom like, 15 minutes ago. But at the gym, at the park, at the game, when I’m in my element, I’m very approachable. I’m happy and confident. I like to dress in a way that shows that.

This is where Old Navy and I have formed a lasting friendship. Did you know Old Navy carries active wear? Yeah, neither did I. I went in today to check out some of their capris, running shorts, tops, and athletic bras, and I have to tell you, this is not your mom’s Old Navy. I saw bright colors, lots of choices, and some fashionable styles. I was off to a good start. I chose about a dozen items and made my way to the dressing room. [I just want to add here that at my local Old Navy store, the attendants are always super kind and helpful and today was no exception. I appreciate that about them.]

Now, I’m not a clothing snob by any stretch of the imagination, but with running clothes I am very particular. If something doesn’t breathe right, it can itch, irritate, crawl to places one might not be too comfortable with… you know what I’m saying. I am happy to report that Old Navy has won me over! Their active wear is comfortable and breathable. Soft, true to size, and what a color and print selection! The prices of most of their active wear pieces are about 1/3 what you’d pay at your local running store. No joke.

So… I left Old Navy today with a new attitude about them as a brand, AND with a gorgeous new workout outfit that I cannot WAIT to wear! If you’ve got some time this weekend, you will want to check them out for your self. The summer is almost here and everyone could use some cute active wear!

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My FAVORITE Old Navy active wear item. Compression jacket with thumb holes. My bike is coming out this weekend just so I can wear this outfit!