revelatory day
So, today was what I like to consider a very full day. I attribute my productivity to the weather - I think winter is a suburban college student season. I loved winter when I didn't have to shovel, I could practically roll through the snow to get to class, and I didn't have a million places to be at once. But now the cold is breaking and I'm getting that classic spring fever - I think it's doing good things for me.
While my lifestyle now is nowhere near as unhealthy as it was a year ago, I think it's time for a self-cleansing. I wasn't going to go running today - partly from laziness and partly from discouragement thanks to a thoroughly awful run yesterday (though I realized partly through that all I had eaten that day was a couple servings of Baked Cheetos (with which I have FINALLY been happily reunited! I found them in - of all places - the Duane Reade around the corner from Saad's place)) - but after strolling through Downtown Brooklyn with Lindsay and having a tasty though rock-heavy meal at Wendy's, I decided I should probably at least venture down to Prospect Park and check it out.
Wow, it is beautiful. And I unwittingly ran over three miles around it, without once feeling winded, fatigued, or like I was pushing myself too hard. I didn't have a watch or any music, so I had no sense of time passing, and I realized that I needn't worry. I think part of me is too impatient to run in places where I have a general idea of how far I'm going - and city blocks only exacerbate that problem. Anyway I ran further than I had expected, mostly because I couldn't find a way to get out of the park... but I came home feeling sweetly sore.
That said, I need to shape up my eating habits. I don't want to be disorderly anymore, and for a while now I've felt the urge to be really comfortable with a healthy, natural lifestyle. I don't need to go overboard, but I've never felt better than when I take care of my body, inside and out.
I think my body image will always be a problem for me - years of being overweight (actually, according to the BMI scale I'm still several tenths of a percentage point overweight, but I'd rather not go by that measure) has secured that fact. But as I'm growing older and the reality of my adult future and possible offspring looms nearer and nearer (and by nearer I mean... sometime in the next seven years) I've come to see that I absolutely refuse to let my children have a mother who's still messed up about food. I just don't want it to be an overwhelming issue anymore.
Sadly but realistically, what that means to me is that I need to lose 10 to 15 pounds. I'm well aware of the hypocrisy of that, but part of me still feels incomplete. I don't think it's an unrealistic weight for me to be at, and it allows room for natural seasonal fluctuation - as long as I maintain a healthy eating and physically active lifestyle.
I want to get my life together in all aspects - I think it will help everything else fall into place. I think mid-April is a really good time to start. :)
While my lifestyle now is nowhere near as unhealthy as it was a year ago, I think it's time for a self-cleansing. I wasn't going to go running today - partly from laziness and partly from discouragement thanks to a thoroughly awful run yesterday (though I realized partly through that all I had eaten that day was a couple servings of Baked Cheetos (with which I have FINALLY been happily reunited! I found them in - of all places - the Duane Reade around the corner from Saad's place)) - but after strolling through Downtown Brooklyn with Lindsay and having a tasty though rock-heavy meal at Wendy's, I decided I should probably at least venture down to Prospect Park and check it out.
Wow, it is beautiful. And I unwittingly ran over three miles around it, without once feeling winded, fatigued, or like I was pushing myself too hard. I didn't have a watch or any music, so I had no sense of time passing, and I realized that I needn't worry. I think part of me is too impatient to run in places where I have a general idea of how far I'm going - and city blocks only exacerbate that problem. Anyway I ran further than I had expected, mostly because I couldn't find a way to get out of the park... but I came home feeling sweetly sore.
That said, I need to shape up my eating habits. I don't want to be disorderly anymore, and for a while now I've felt the urge to be really comfortable with a healthy, natural lifestyle. I don't need to go overboard, but I've never felt better than when I take care of my body, inside and out.
I think my body image will always be a problem for me - years of being overweight (actually, according to the BMI scale I'm still several tenths of a percentage point overweight, but I'd rather not go by that measure) has secured that fact. But as I'm growing older and the reality of my adult future and possible offspring looms nearer and nearer (and by nearer I mean... sometime in the next seven years) I've come to see that I absolutely refuse to let my children have a mother who's still messed up about food. I just don't want it to be an overwhelming issue anymore.
Sadly but realistically, what that means to me is that I need to lose 10 to 15 pounds. I'm well aware of the hypocrisy of that, but part of me still feels incomplete. I don't think it's an unrealistic weight for me to be at, and it allows room for natural seasonal fluctuation - as long as I maintain a healthy eating and physically active lifestyle.
I want to get my life together in all aspects - I think it will help everything else fall into place. I think mid-April is a really good time to start. :)