I looked like a hooker

Last time I got my hair done, my stylist asked if she could use my haircut to enter into an industry-wide contest. I frequently get stopped by random people who comment on how much they like my hair, that I happily agreed to help her out. She cut it a bit more funky, did my makeup and we had a fun little photo shoot. Today, I had an appointment and she had copies of the pictures we took. Yeah. I looked like a hooker. My eye makeup was pretty out there. I don't usually wear that much makeup, so I always think it looks like a lot when someone else does it, but this was very much like I should be standing on a corner somewhere.

Today's workout with Ricky was a little less intense. We did some sprinting/explosion exercises and did a body workout. No weights, just using my own body to get stronger. It never seems like much when I'm doing it, but I'm usually sore the next day.

I hurt like hell today (both sides) and I think that's what put me in such an irritable mood today. Someone from the office brought in tiramisu this afternoon and boy, did it give me a sugar high. I was seriously almost twitching I was so wired. So irritable and wired... funny combo.

But... it's almost a long weekend and I'm looking forward to it!