In a fit of impulsiveness, I signed up for Planet Fitness on my way home from school this Thursday. I went in there just to tour the facilities and I came out as a member (which only set me back $13.67). I've already been back twice. It's been over a year since I left Alpine Fitness, and I had forgotten how good it feels to throw myself into a workout.
I suppose this was a direct result of my lunch with a dear friend whom I haven't seen in eleven months. We talked about change, about new places and healthier habits, and I decided this new place has been so good for me emotionally that I ought to give it a chance to be good for me physically, as well. The two are pretty intricately related, after all, and now that I have the emotional stuff kind of under control I am free to let myself take care of my corporeal needs.
This morning's breakfast (one in the afternoon is still breakfast if it's the first meal of the day) was burritos- scrambled eggs, red and green bell peppers, fresh salsa, and couscous wrapped in a fresh tortilla.
My pantry is stocked with healthy snacks, and there's a giant bag of carrot sticks in the fridge that's calling my name.
I dunno, this year just feels different. Good different. Way better different.