Oh, there is something going on with the stars or something. I'm a rollercoaster. I mean, really this isn't different than any other time of the year, I'm always kind of up-and-down. I probably should be on some sort of medication. I did cook a few times this weekend. Lasagna on Saturday! Who knew!?
This morning I was driving to work and there was a spider on my leg getting on the 540 onramp. I almost crashed into a silver car of some kind, like I know, but turns out it was just a baby caterpillar. phew.
So my diet is the main thing in my life right now. Haven't really been running, or eating well, or really doing anything but eating Harley's food and laying on the couch. I've felt myself grow a little bit, especially from post-Denver for those of you that remember that. I kind of liked feeling my hip bones and having skinny legs for once in my life. But 30 LBs and only 11 months later... So I've started my running again. Damn I'm getting old. I used to be able to pick up running and get a 4 mile run in off the bat. I made it to the corner by the store and back on my first day, barely. Almost a mile, maybe? My key has been my new blender. All of $25 but I've been buying strawberries and bananas and soy and making myself some Smoothie Queen treats. Love them. Also salads. I have to add some feta. But I'm doing it. Already I feel better. I just can't let myself get into the anorexic Alex that runs twice a day and forgets to eat. I'm hoping this works and if not I guess I'll have to do my Denver diet: spend all my money on my jobless ex and his dog and eat nothing but tomato soup and beer. Works! Hopefully me saying that isn't bad karma.
Anyhow, that's all I got for now. Back to work.
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