Senseless Shoe Spender!

I’ve been on and off my diet, like always. But I have lost ten pounds. I have found that every other day of being “good” with my diet really does have an impact, although I feel I can do better. This is not only a matter of looking better, but of feeling better. Having this extra weight makes me feel horrible physically, as well as mentally. There is this constant weight on my being, and my mind. I never can seem to escape it. I wake up feeling horrible for eating too much the night previously. Sickly. And then I try to think about why I ate, when I wasn’t even hungry. I didn’t even remember how it tasted, just that I ate. Well that’s no good. How can I scarf down food without even being able to recall why I ate it, or even how it tasted. That makes no sense. It is like spending money on a pair of shoes that are three sizes too small. Never done that, but maybe they were really cute to the person that inevitably has. Well I’m no longer going to be a senseless shoe spender! I pride myself in being very logical, and I will not be spending money on any pair of small shoes.

Oh, I’ve also been running. I have increased my running speed. Well, at least now I can say that I am running. I read an article on MSN about how running can be a great way to lose weight, duh. Although it was an interesting process, or more so, progression, that it depicted. Basically, you start by walking, then speed walking, and then intervals of walking and running for a couple of minutes, and then full on running. I can proudly say that I am now at the walking and running intervals. Soon I hope to be like those crazy hamsters next to me on the dreadful running contraptions.

On a final note, I have gotten a new book, Despair, by Valdimir Nabokov. I absolutely loved the last book of his that I read, Invitation to a Beheading. A man contemplating his own murder. Books seem so typical now, romance, girly stuff, murders, but Nabokov is really thought provoking.

Well, I’m off to read.

The Cure to My Fever

I had a fever without it. And this sweltering fever produced a sweet sweat that continuously slid down the back of my neck. It was caused by none other than a fascination. Not just any fascination, but the musical sort. It was my cure. It was The Cure. I was obsessed with The Cure, a primarily 80’s band, and when I listened to their music the nap of my neck cooled with content. The Cure was the cure to my craving. Thus, when I heard about a book that inspired one of their songs I was immediately hooked. I had to find out how they were able to pull inspiration from a book, so I investigated. What I found was rather interesting, and by this I mean that the book was interesting. The song in discussion is called, Charlotte Sometimes, as well as the book, which is written by Penelope Farmer. I never understood the song at first, although after reading the children’s book I fully understood the lyrics. I do mind you that if you choose to look into this book the beginning and middle are rather long, but the end is a shocker, and the book in whole is pretty short. My jaw literally dropped though, and I think that was definitely worth the wait. Without giving more information than the synopsis of the book does, it is essentially about a school girl that travels back in time, simultaneously trading places with another girl in the past. It is a very interesting idea, and the story presents the idea of identity, and absorbs the reader with some mind boggling inquiries. My fever has subsided after finding out what the mystery of Charlotte entails, but The Cure will continuously sizzle.

Editing Myself: My three step plan

I felt lost. And time, well that went along with my mind. Last Thursday I was sitting in my room, after having just woke from an uncomfortably warm nap, and thought that I had a partially full week ahead of me. Alas, to my surprise it was a myth, a tale, a sad, sad, story. For it was not Tuesday, but Thursday. I jumped up in a frantic state, and started to think about what I had to do. But there was nothing I had to do. Absolutely nothing. My heart was still pounding, but not because of the idea of losing time on things I had to do, but rather because there was nothing to do. I sat there for calm myself, watching the dust reach its decided destination, and started to think of what I could do. I thought about the stuff I told myself I was going to do. You see, I told myself that I was going to create a three step plan. That plan consisted of three things, and well, I think I should follow through with this plan. My plan revolves around me, sorry for sounding coincided, however it is a self improvement plan. My plan consists of improving three things, my skin, weight, and teeth.

At first I thought I could improve my pale, sensitive, and easily prone to disaster, skin by tanning, although I really don’t think that is the best thing to do. I’ve had extreme difficulty with my skin since I was a preteen. In the words of my mother, “it is a constant battle!”. Well yes, I guess it will be. Acne. Blah. What a word. It has improved drastically, but not with some serious fighting. I have used everything, from proactive to Accutane, and all those in between. I feel kind of stuck. So my improvement plan is limited at the moment to my regular skincare medication, something the doctor prescribed, which maintains it. So I’ll continue with this treatment, but I might have to get out the big guns in a bit, whatever those might be.

Now, the weight. That heaviness that I feel all day, not only physically, but mentally. I think about it constantly, and the strain it has on me. Horrible. I have three months, and I have hired a personal trainer, we’ll call her E, and I’ve reinstated my gym membership, I plan on getting my extra weight off, and not only for the general public, but for myself. I want to feel better. I have went to the gym practically every day for the last few weeks, and plan on going tomorrow as well. I know all there is to know about the health and fitness since I was practically raised in a gym, mother being a fitness fanatic and all, although I’ve never wanted to implement my knowledge, but I think now is a great time to get moving since I have the time, and really should get healthy. I need to focus on my eating. I eat way too much.

Finally, I am planning on fixing my teeth. There isn’t too much wrong with them, except for some spacing, but I have always wanted that fixed, so I might as well do it. My family has never had the financial means in order to fix the spacing, so since I am an adult I can pay for it myself. I plan on making a consultation with my dentist soon. I might get metal braces. Yes, metal. But it will be worth it in the long run because I will have what I want.

I know that looks are not everything, but I work hard at work and school, and I feel I do well. I do not see why I shouldn’t work hard at my appearance as well. I should strive to be my best in every aspect. So here I go!

Better Bottles: My love for bobble bottles

Okay, so I have been trying to exercise every day for for my summer break in an attempt to lose weight, and on this horribly tiring journey I have discovered something wondrous. This ruby in the rough is otherwise known as a Bobble Bottle. And the grand thing about this water bottle is that it has a filtration system within the bottle itself. Or in other words, it cleans the water as you drink it! How neat of an idea. Now, I did find this bottle before working out, and bought one for my boyfriend because I thought it was neat. But I never tried it myself, until now that is. It is BPA free, and the filtration system works for about two months, and then you have to replace the filtering part, which is the cap basically. That means that you don’t have to buy a new bottle, just the lid. That brings me to my next point, and that is that this bottle saves you from using so many plastic water bottles that can ruin the environment. But wait, that’s not all! The water tastes great. It can take my nasty work water, and make it taste great. I didn’t believe it at first, although it is true. Just try one for yourself. I’m going to continue using mine in order to facilitate my weight lose, but it will definitely take more than a cool water bottle.