Sweat Clothing, Sweet Clothing?

OK. When did it become SO expensive to buy quality workout clothes? I mean they are clothes that are literally made to sweat buckets in, and yet a new outfit can cost more than a full winters' worth of eggnog lattes. I know what I'm buying.

For people who are just starting to get healthier, the expense of buying new workout shoes, workout pants, workout tops, and whatever else the cheery salesperson shoves down your throat, might be enough to make one rethink if this whole workout thing is even worth it.

I recently got an email advertising workout clothes from a well known athletic wear company, we'll call them "Smikey". I needed some clothing that was capable of being sweated buckets on, so I browsed through their stuff. After finding three outfits, which are not even enough to workout for a week I might add, I realized that those THREE outfits cost more than my law school books for last term. That's right people, the notoriously overly priced college textbooks you hear all about have nothing on athletic clothing. Or something like that. Needless to say, I didn't buy them. It wasn't just Smikey  though, it seemed like everywhere I looked my credit card started to stress-cry in my wallet.

Weigh buying over-priced workout clothes against the cost of not working out and suddenly buying overpriced pants to sweat in seems to be a more reasonable investment. Until the eggnog lattes call your name.  That might just be me though.

I decided instead to use The Google, to see if MAYBE somewhere, in the deep dark holes of the internet, there were quality, affordable, workout clothes. I wasn't even that disappointed by the results. 

I found Fabletics. It's a fab place to buy athletic wear? Anyways. I was a little skeptical that the quality was any good since it was affordable, but the outfits were really cute and I wouldn't have to take out a mortgage to buy something. I decided to buy an outfit, which is $29.99 for your first one. Yeah, UNDER THIRTY for an entire outfit. It gets more expensive after that, but not by much. When it got here I looked it over and it seemed quite capable of being worked out in, so I wore it to barre3 and it was fab-ulous. See what I did there? 

I also love Target for their workout stuff, but my cart always seems to miraculously fill with throw pillows and decorative birds when I shop there, so I avoid it. Try. I try to avoid it. I fail. 

Fall-inter

It's fall! You can tell because the Uggs are on and Pumpkin Spice is in the air, and the coffee, and in the donuts, and I think I saw it in jello yesterday? You also tell it's fall because EVERYONE is sniffling, coughing, and sneezing. Last year I got, what I will label as, the Charlie Sheen of colds, right in the middle of finals. Not pretty. So this year I'm gonna go ahead and never leave my house, which will work real well. It's a truly solid plan.

I'm having a hard time believing it's not actually winter though since every store I've been to is AAALLL about Christmas already. I may have almost caved and bought an ornament that a SUPER enthused lady at Costco was selling, but whatever. Go Christmas, I guess? Sorry, Thanksgiving and Halloween.

This Fall-inter I'm trying to not be completely and totally consumed with work, and be a well rounded individual. Or at least be a square with rounded edges. Right now that means procrastinating on finishing up a paper by writing on this blog. The rules are made up. What anyone ever means when they say they're "making time for other things" is not that they're cutting back on anything, but that they're cramming more into their day. So if you get a call from me at 2 AM because I want to catch up, that's why. You've been warned.

So how do master juggler's do it? My vote is a time turner. Since I never got my Hogwarts acceptance letter (jerks) I guess I need to figure something else out.