Hump-ditty-hump

This morning I got my skinny ass out of bed to go run stairs. And then I decided to jump rope. And I finally settled on a city run to the YMCA. There's one tiny problem. Although my leggings fit me fine, I bet I could find some that fit better! See, as I'm jogging up the outside mall stairs, I realize, ewww, I might have cameltoe (the feared wedge of one's crotch part of the pants riding so tightly that it resembles.. yes, a camel's toe). My preceeding thoughts, "If I could only buy some nice breezy workout capris-- the kind from Dick's that are black, stretchy, manage to never show underwear lines, and have that little flair at the side....."

No, I did not race home and immediately purchase a pant of this fashion. I did weights and sat in the sauna instead. I think I might buy myself a coffee today instead of spending my money on clothes. Booooooo!