Okay, so I guess I was waiting to come back to y’all with some semblance of success … and while I was hoping that I might have maybe sort of kind of possibly been back in the 170s today, when I weighed in at 187 (!!!!) last week after a particularly ridiculous awful food bender, I figured that 180.6 is Good Enough for me.

So, uh. Yep. 187. That’s how far I let myself fall … it’s more than half of the weight that I’d lost! Christ! I mean, that’s awful. Of course, weight itself is only a number and not at all representative of character or health, but for me, gaining that weight was representative of an awful routine. Awful, I tell you. I relished sneaking out for late night Taco Bell or bringing home an extra baked good “for my roommate” from work. Like, come ON. That’s almost disordered. Almost. I’m mostly just excited that I’ve caught myself, y’know? And for the past … well, since last Wednesday when I was 187, I’ve been going to the gym & killllllling some healthy food. And MyPlate-ing!

I think I needed it to kick me back into shape, to be honest. Also, let’s be real: I function better in the summer. I’d never really realized it before, but now I know that it’s true. Something about the hot weather just pushes me toward … uh, health, I guess. Goodness. This summer, though, I’m staying in Athens & taking classes (ugh) so I am going to have to be extra vigilant. Whatever. Can do. 

I’ve finished Week 1 of C25K!!!!!!!!!!!! If you’ve stuck with me for a while (thankyouiloveyouyoudayoudabest), you know that I cannot, cannot, cannot, cannot run. Or, will not, too, but also cannot. Two days ago, though, I realized I was running the wrong way …?! Which is kind of ridiculous, but also good to know. Apparently you’re supposed to run heel-toe, but I’d just been … well, sort of tip-toe running. Which doesn’t make very much sense, but it was how I ran, and that’s probably why it killed my knees. SO! With this adjustment in mind, I am now actually doing C25K and looking up 5Ks to sign up for in 8 weeks. Which is June/July. Which is HOT AS HELL. Oh, well. It’s got to happen sometime, I suppose. 

Anyway, here is the moral of this story: I’m sorry I haven’t been around. Trust me, I’ve felt it. I’m trying. Or, I’ve actually started trying, anyway. That counts, right? Thank you all for your support, truly. You’ll see some good numbers from me this summer, pinky promise. :’)

Gosh, and now I’m going to be late for class. YOU ARE BAD FOR ME, TUMBLR. (Not really. Maybe a little bit.)

LOVE :*

P.S. I am now following some of y’all on my personal tumblr. So. Yep. That’s happening, too. :’)