i just got back from my first day at work and i’m exhausted. i don’t even know how i used to do 12 hour shifts – now i can’t even handle 4.
i went for a run today and i realized how incredibly unfit i’ve become. running never used to be so hard. i used to be able to just let my feet take me where they wanted to go, smile as i felt the wind in my hair and not keel over every five minutes to catch my fast fading breath.
i guess all the nights of drinking and smoking and eating and not exercising have finally caught up with me.
my body’s going to be my focus for the summer. i’m determined to get in shape.
my mom says it’s changing. it’s developing – gaining new, adult muscle courtesy of my father’s genetics.
but why me? why?
i just want to be a frail little creature forever.
coco treated me to a glass of wine before work. sitting on the patio sipping on a glass of pinot blanc and indulging in some light conversation underneath an overcast sky was a beautiful kind of introduction to the summer that is to come.
and as for right now, i’m sitting on my bed engulfing a huge plate full of food.
oh well.
my diet starts tomorrow!
(just kidding anyone who gets in the way of me and my food is a dead man/woman)