New Years

 Jared's been on a cruise for the last two days, and will be until Sunday. I miss him already; this is the longest we've gone without speaking since we've started dating.

I'm spending New Years Eve with my dear friend Ally, and planning to gorge myself on shrimp. I also discovered a shop that sells red velvet cake ice cream. I love red velvet cake, so this was a fun treat. 

I've finally gotten back into the groove of working out. Been alternating days between a two-mile run and an ab workout. I feel better when I'm in a good routine, so I hope I can keep this up when I get back to school.

Happy New Year

I've been thinking about my New Years resolution and I didn't come up with one until the last minute. I remember last year's was "I resolve to exercise more." And I did that. I excercised a lot, though I got into lapses, I was generally good about it. I was proud of myself for it; that part I'd like to keep up. 

But the companion part to that I'm less proud of. I know everybody wants to watch what they eat and make sure they make healthy choices. And there's nothing wrong with that. But I have a tendency to fixate on food and count every calorie in a way that borders on the unhealthy. Don't get me wrong, I like the way I look and want to stay that way. But it takes up entirely too much space in my brain and makes me worry over something so ultimately trivial that it detracts from the important things I should devote that energy to instead. I don't want to become that girl who doesn't have anything about her except her diet and her workout and her weight. 

So my New Years resolution is to quit worrying so much about what I eat, and devote that wasted energy to something more important.