"Ten by Prom" didn't work out. First of all, my planning period was at the end of the day, so when I went to sign up for my spot, all the chaperon spots were taken. (Sad face!) So instead I helped with setup.
Second? I didn't push myself hard enough. I figured that out MONTHS ago, but I just was not willing to make the extreme sacrifices that it would've required to accomplish that.
However, I have set myself a new goal. I was a distance runner in high school (though I hated it) and more recently, the year I met The Hunk, I was running 5-7 miles a day and at that point feeling pretty good about it.
As spring went on, I started going on walks - 3-5 miles a day or so (more during spring break). It wasn't completely awful, because it was nice to have time to myself, and I got to listen to music. But even so, it's always tough to get myself to get out there and GO.
The past month has been even worse. After yearbook distribution and finals and graduation, we went to Disney World (YAY!) and then there was yearbook camp and doctor visits and of course it has gotten INCREDIBLY HOT.
Somewhere in there the needle measuring how much I dislike my evening walks moved from 'unpleasant' to 'suck.'
Losing the music probably had something to do with it as well. I loved my little Sansa Clip, but I have an awful habit of not paying attention sometimes and I kind of put it through the wash. Sooo... yeah. It doesn't work so well anymore.
However, I used my diagnosis and an upcoming car trip as an excuse to replace it. I don't like this one nearly as much, and I'm going to return and replace IT when we get home, but at least I've got SOMETHING. I also need to get a new pair of sneakers, but I can use my old ones for the time being.
So I'm going to be starting those walks again. And I'm going to eat sensibly-portioned meals ... and maybe cut snacks. (Though I really, REALLY don't want to do that!)
And I hope my dear readers will forgive me as I include updates on here. I'm also planning to continue blogging daily, but my little status updates won't count as my posts. I'm desperately hoping that some kind of public record will help prevent me from letting things slide.
Those of you who have my cell # may feel free to text and NAG me if I miss a day!
After all... I've still got that dress to wear NEXT year! :D
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