It's not the people, who are always beyond friendly and willing to help you at every turn. (I was at the Gap and my LL Bean bag broke, five people rushed to help.)
It's not the ocean.
It's not the tough nature of people here, who will look at 3 feet of snow and walk outside like it's 60 degrees out and sunny. (Seriously, Ohioans, it's only cold white fluffy stuff, toughen up already).
It's not the scenic, long, 2 lane curvy roads. (Unless you get stuck behind someone from Jersey).
It's not the Kennebec River Rail Trail. The hills will kick your butt and leave you grinning at the end.
It's not Sen. Olympia Snowe, who remembered my name after meeting me only once. "Jessica, that girl in Norway who asked all those really good questions."
Well yea, it's all of those things except the latter. But above everything else, above the exaggerated "As" and the absence of "R"s, unless of course they're called for, "I have an idea'r", it's the LL Bean outlet store.
How I miss thee.
I went down to Freeport today for some good old bargain hunting. And I made out like a bandit.
What does all this have to do with running, you ask?
Let's start with non-cotton fleece pullover, $20, bright yellow for running at night:
Then we'll go to the two pairs of running pants, $10 each (sorry, I was too lazy to make my bed before taking pics):
Finally on the running front, a headlamp for running at night:
And, because I feel like bragging, the rest of the loot...
...I actually went for a bit of heel when I got my tall boots at Bass, $34 down from $109:
Off the clearance rack at the Gap, a pencil skirt, a sweater and a long-sleeved blouse, $13 total:
Two pairs of khakis for work, one was $10, one was $15:
And, for you Jason, a close up of the tags (Note the S, as in small, next to gap, and the 4, as in size 4, on the skirt :) :) :) ):
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