Not sure if anyone is even still reading this, since I have done such a crappy job of updating, but I am trying to get back into the swing of things, so here I am.
First, the growing up part. Sometimes I love it, and sometimes I hate it. I love that I have a job that I care a lot about. I love that what I do is making a difference for people. I love feeling like I am contributing something positive to the world. I hate paying bills. I hate getting older, and chubbier and more cynical. I hate that half of the bands I grew up listening to are totally obselete. :P I vividly remember being like 16 and being SO impatient to get older, have my parents off my ass, and be able to call the shots. Sadly, now that I actually AM older, I wish that my parents were around more, and someone else is still calling the shots, so 16-year-old-self; How do you like them apples?
As for the growing out part....I hope that is reversible. I finally decided about a week and a half ago that for as often as I complained about the fact that I was getting fat, I did very little about it. Complaining is easier than exercising. :P SO, I finally smacked some sense into myself and signed up for MyFitnessPal, began tracking all of my food and exercise, and have been finishing under my calorie goal every day! I haven't really seen much by way of results yet, but I am proud of myself for doing it. I have also done some form of work out for 8 of the last 11 days. J started doing P90X with me, and it is kicking my ass, but I am confident that someday I will be able to do all of the videos. I love feeling the burn!
SO - that was probably among the most lame and pointless updates I have posted, but if you are still reading this blog, you must like me at least a little bit, and will consider letting this one slide. :)
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