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Saturday was a sprint triathlon. Due to injury, I knew it wasn’t going to be a very good race. I was not looking forward to it.
The night before the race one of my friends who was also in it had the 6 participants and their families over for dinner. I jokingly mentioned I wanted to get a spray tan so I looked better in my spandex. My husband has an exchange w a tanning company so off the 6 of us went to get spray tans.
While driving to the salon, Tyler G said, “This happened all so fast, I don’t even remember agreeing.”
We got there half an hour before they closed and one hour before we had to go pick up our race packets. We didn’t have much time.
I’m not sure how many of you have spray tanned, but it’s really not something to be rushed.
You strip naked and then you’re supposed to rub lotion on your hands and feet because they’re so dry and will absorb extra spray.
And you end up with a weird line on your toes.
After you stand in an odd position and try to hear when the computer lady tells you to turn, you’re supposed to towel off. But we were trying to get out fast so the next person could do it.
Anything that can be sprayed on you is liquid and if liquid isn’t dry, gravity will bring it down to a central location. Like your heel.
I’m not saying that these looks aren’t totally hot and a huge turn on when wearing spandex and running, biking, and swimming. I’m just posting a public device announcement in case you want to get a spray tan and you think any idiot can do it.
(And I cannot believe how fat my ankle looks in that picture. I thought spray tanning was supposed to make me look sleek. Even if the spray is in a massive pool on my foot.)