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So, my packing has stalled. Since the workshop I was going to attend in June got cancelled, I've got a full week after my parents leave now in which to finish my packing. Of course, this means I have more time on my hands now during which I've been mostly just puttering around the apartment, watching tv and such. It's not a bad thing, but I am looking forward to getting a job more and more every day.
Thanks to my visit with my cousin, I've been more active in my attempt to be healthy. Since I have all this time, I really have no excuse to not exersize. I'm not really trying to lose weight; I'd rather just increase my stamina and strength. Like being able to run a mile would be nice, since I haven't been able to do that since however long ago. A nice by-product of running though, is that I am losing weight. I'm back to the weight I was at when Tim moved out last summer. I was okay with my diet last year, but after he left me in January I really stopped caring. I still don't really enjoy running, but it feels less and less like I'm forcing myself to work out, which is nice. It's wonders what a little willpower and incentive can do. Next week will be my last graduation, and I plan to look my best underneath that ill-fitting tent of a garment they call a robe. Not to mention the stylish cardboard square that I'll have on my head!
Thanks to my visit with my cousin, I've been more active in my attempt to be healthy. Since I have all this time, I really have no excuse to not exersize. I'm not really trying to lose weight; I'd rather just increase my stamina and strength. Like being able to run a mile would be nice, since I haven't been able to do that since however long ago. A nice by-product of running though, is that I am losing weight. I'm back to the weight I was at when Tim moved out last summer. I was okay with my diet last year, but after he left me in January I really stopped caring. I still don't really enjoy running, but it feels less and less like I'm forcing myself to work out, which is nice. It's wonders what a little willpower and incentive can do. Next week will be my last graduation, and I plan to look my best underneath that ill-fitting tent of a garment they call a robe. Not to mention the stylish cardboard square that I'll have on my head!