Okay I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m now a runner. But I did go for a run this morning. I’m waiting for pigs to fly past my window. After I went for a terrible gross run, I did an ab workout…and lunges! The Mayans were wrong, the world is ending today. Not December.
This all started when I felt like I hit an all time low last night. I was so hungover all day from 12,000 calories of alcohol the night before and then thought it was a great idea to get fast food at 3 am. Gross. I gave myself an intervention and decided to get my act together.
Of course I feel like a new person and want to start to all these great diets and jazzercise videos. But I’m promising myself that this is not a phase. I want to be healthy. I want to be happy because I am healthy. So who needs new years resolutions…I’ll do a July resolution.
Mark my words, I am working out from now on. There will be no more 3 am McDonald’s runs. I will not by any means eat anything deep fried. Come on, it’s at least a start.
Thank you Nike for coming into my life to counter-act my shameful habits: