Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Seriously, that word works. it's so silly, but it fills a void when a void needs to be filled. Well, I have officially started my quest towards finding Me. First I made the blog. Check that off my list. Then I made a goal I knew I could accomplish: I will exercise 6 days a week for 5 minutes a day. That doesn't seem so hard, now does it??? Well, I seemed to have overestimated my physical abilities. That is sooo sad considering it's a mere 5 minutes, but I felt like I couldn't hack it last night. That's what not exercising does to you folks! Well, not exercising and eating like food is going out of style in 30 seconds...

Anyways, I stuck through the five minutes last night and I'm proud of myself for that. Now tonight, or, actually, this early early morning, I am not feeling up to exercising because I wanted to hit the sack hours ago and I don't feel like attempting to expend energy I don't have. Why didn't I go to sleep earlier you ask? Well, simple. I wanted to eat more. I was quite full after going to a movie with my sister tonight, during which I had a hot dog, a box and a third of Whoppers, and about 32 oz. of soda; however, after all of that plus a full stomach, I decided to stop off a Jack in the Box for an order of mini buffalo ranch chicken sandwiches. I didn't even like them very much, but I ate them nonetheless because they were savory and I needed savory after all that sweet. After dropping my sister off at her house, I went home and proceeded to eat the remaining half-quart of coconut almond chip ice cream. My reasoning? I had just had savory and I needed sweet...plus I wanted to start eating healthier tomorrow and I couldn't do that with my favorite ice cream around. I'd fail immediately! Ice cream for breakfast anyone? And there's no way I could toss it because that would be a waste of perfectly good ice cream or money or whatever, not to mention I would suffer a total and utter emotional breakdown. So, I am now STUFFED like mom's Thanksgiving turkey and not feeling the exercise thing, even if it is for only 5 minutes. Solution? Suck it up and do the darned exercise.

Good night! Sing free. Live free.