I had to almost drag myself to jazzercise today but I’m glad I went. I haven’t been since last Wednesday. On Friday-Saturday we did a hike-in camp trip and hiked 16 miles total and I was carrying a 20-lb load so I’m not going to feel too bad. I also jacked up my feet which is bad news since we are leaving in one week to do a segment of the Appalachian Trail. (50 miles in 5 days).

So also because of Easter, there has been a lot of crappy food available and I’m sick of it, sick of making poor choices. I just bagged up all the candy that’s laying around the house for my husband to take to work. Next year I’m going to ask my mom not to give me candy, I swear (although I am pretty sure I have tried this before and she ignored it). And I have no idea why she gives my husband chocolate - she knows he doesn’t like it, so in effect it’s like giving me more chocolate. Well his friends at work will eat it now.

I haven’t weighed myself - I’ve been scared to. I will weigh myself when we get back from the Appalachian Trail. In the meantime I’m just going to focus on filling my body with healthy fuel in preparation for hiking 50 miles.

I was also on the verge of getting zany again from counting calories so I had to stop for a bit. I hate that it makes me crazy.

Well, I skipped jazzercise today, but I did so to finally finish a work project I’ve been putting off, and I also walked my dog three miles earlier. Still a win, especially on the work front.

Anyone following me for a while will remember all my ups and downs and phases, attempts at Paleo, etc. In the past couple months I’ve erred to the side of eating anything, but in moderation. But that has included a lot of bread and sugar.

I’m coming to realize that if eating bread and sugar means that I am not making vegetables a priority, something has to change. I’m also realizing I can’t really responsibly enjoy those foods.

I’m going to use Easter as an excuse to package up whatever candy I have in my house and give it to my little cousins (horrible, I know, but I also know their parents allow them candy, so I’m not going to let myself feel too guilty).

And then otherwise just make a point to not buy any more crap from the store. Would I feed it to my own child without a twinge of guilt? No? Then I’d better not put it in my own body, either.

All my jewelry is organized! I am so excited to be able to see it all at once.

All my jewelry is organized! I am so excited to be able to see it all at once.

ugh, too much sugar today.

Sorry to talk about cleaning so much, but I spent 4 hours again cleaning this Friday morning. I cleaned the bathroom again, even though it “didn’t need it” and I was able to deep clean it better since the surface areas were still relatively clean and quick to do. This will be good to maintain. Then I deep cleaned the kitchen. I’ll just keep rotating rooms every Friday (last week it was my bedroom), and otherwise keeping the house picked up every day during the week. That is the only way to not feel completely overwhelmed by the housework. I’m just so sick of letting crap pile up and letting the dust accumulate, then if someone is coming over, I have to spend hours cleaning and sorting things. It will be better if it’s just always in a state of “relatively clean.” I also changed my sheets again, even though it’s only been a week and I usually would have let it go longer, but there were muddy footprints on them (ugh) and it’s really nice to have clean sheets on Friday night when you can sleep in the next day.

Unfortunately I’m so tired I don’t feel like walking my dog or going to jazzercise, but I will do both after I sneak some work in and sit for a while.

There’s me finishing a 5k race this morning. I just did it at an easy, slow jog which felt awesome. I thought I looked pretty good in this photo, except it looks like I have a baby bump.

There’s me finishing a 5k race this morning. I just did it at an easy, slow jog which felt awesome. I thought I looked pretty good in this photo, except it looks like I have a baby bump.

OMG. I am trying to get in the habit of making my bed every day, and every day, without fail, my dog unmakes it. 

Woohoo in my quest to become a mature adult, I have cleaned the bathroom and changed the sheets before it was absolutely necessary!