7/30: "I am not a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere."

So this will make one whole week of blogging everyday. Cheers and celebrations all around. In fact, I celebrated by having a Krispy Kreme donut. That wasn't exactly good for my diet, but damn it was delicious. Worth all 3 billion calories, definitely. I'm surprisingly tired, which is good, I guess. It's almost 9:30, almost time to head home and get ready for bed. I'm up at 5:30 tomorrow morning to go to the gym, so nothing wrong with turning in a bit early. Someone's eating a bagel near me, and it smells super delicious, but I'm controlling myself. I need to just head home and brush my teeth, because I probably ate plenty today. 

Today was a really productive today. I'm caught up on lesson planning. I ran 34 minutes (YES!). I saw a movie with Tim. I read a lot. I finished my laundry. The only thing I'm probably not going to get to is editing my resume, but that just means I need to suck it up and work on it tomorrow. I'll come to Dunkin Donuts early, I guess. This is part of my TFA application, so no messing around. It really will only take me half an hour to hammer out a first draft of the essay, I'm sure. It's just the getting started process which is so hard for me. But I've got some new weapons in my anti-procrastination arsenal, so I need to put them to good use on this task. I'll feel so much better once I've started to work on it. 

I'm starting to wonder whether I'll ever lose any more weight. And I'm starting to not care. I'm getting used to exercising just for the sake of exercising, because it's good for me and sometimes I even kind of enjoy it, rather than using it to punish myself and work off extra snacks. I think I can continue working out like this, devoting roughly this much time to keeping fit, for the rest of my life, whether any more pounds ever come off or not. I'm happy with the way I look. Really, I don't even care about my muffin top. Why should I? I am awesome. 

Bah, I'm tired! I realize that when I blog everyday, I'm much less likely to actually have something interesting or of substance to say, which is why I used to avoid doing it everyday. But this is an exercise, this is training, this is practice. This is me confronting an empty page every single day, practicing writing at the same time everyday, so frankly, I don't care if I'm a little boring. Sorry, two readers. :) 

What I will do, though, is try to come up with a few prompts for myself, so I can write about something other than whatever I did each day, which is starting to get really repetitive as I become more and more of a creature of habit. It'll be better for me to write something different, and less boring for you, certainly. But now, I'm off to bed.