At the moment....

I have done very well as far as my "diet" goes.  I've avoided eating that fallen tater tot/french fry/popcorn chicken at work.  I've only been drinking water, which is normally the only thing I do drink, but for the past 2 weeks I've been addicted to vanilla cream diet cokes, with an extra shot of vanilla.  As for the delicious, unhealthy food my mom cooks, I've been eating smaller portions, and she has also agreed to bringing home these delicious salads from her work to help aid my weight loss journey.  Also, I feel that my body is more free from the toxins of unhealthy eating.  It's a good feeling.

I've been trumping my laziness and actually forcing myself to go to the gym. I never regret it once I finish my workout.  Now during the workout it's a different story, but once I finish and see the healthy color to my cheeks and the sweat dripping from my forehead, I know I've done well.  I have to constantly remind myself while I'm working out that I am not at the same fit level I was at when I quit working out the first time.  For example, the best time I've had in running the mile is 8:47 (which isn't that good to some of you athletes, but to me it is a big accomplishment).  So when I started working out again, I ran the mile in 9:48.  Then 10:03 (I blame Dara for this one; she wouldn't stop talking to me).  Then 9:57.  So on my last mile time, it dawned on me that that 8:47 time wasn't going to just appear out of the blue.  It took MONTHS of working out to get my mile time down to 8:47, and I need to realize that it may take months again.  We'll see.  Wish me luck!

In reference to laziness, I've noticed how lazy I've become since moving back into my parents' house--lazy in almost every aspect of my life.  I don't like it, not one bit.  I need to remedy that asap.

Another not-so-cool interesting tidbit:  my car is in the shop.  Hopefully it won't cost too much to fix it.  Keep your fingers crossed for me.

So the dreaded V-day is coming up.  I want to do something for myself--well, to be honest, I already know what I want: a foot scrub/massage/pedicure/whatever they are called.  I've never had one before and I really think it would do me some good to have my feet pampered, but I don't know if the bargain shopper in me will allow myself to spend that much money on my feet, especially since no one will see them anytime soon due to the ungodly cold season known as winter.  I'm still debating.

Tyler and I are going to The Avett Brothers and Band of Horses concert on April 1st in Tuscaloosa.  Shortly thereafter we and (hopefully) a few others will be attending The Hangout Festival at the end of May.  I'm feeling like this will be my last hoorah before I move to Birmingham.  The Black Keys, Foo Fighters, Primus, My Morning Jacket, etc.  Words cannot describe my excitement.

Also, I'm really loving My Bell Jar.  She reads a lot and she always gives me new suggestions on authors, books, etc.  My new favorite:  W.S.  Merwin.