It's been a while, hasn't it?
February -- went on a good first date which turned in to several good dates which turned in to me having a boyfriend. I don't precisely know how it all happened, actually. I think he said something along the lines of "wanna be a couple" and I said "sure, why not?" And so we did. Or did I say it and he responded? Whatever. We're a couple of weirdos so that's what matters most, right?
March -- running, running, running... The Man went out of town for 2.5 weeks. He was supposed to be gone for 3 weeks but he came back early and scared the crap out of me. In a good way, though.
April -- I. Finished. The. Race. I did it. Barely. And how did I celebrate? I jumped on a plane and flew to Washington. I'll be doing the race again next year. It's unclear at this point if I'll be doing the Honolulu Marathon this year. Maybe I'll save that for 2017.
May -- I gave my two weeks notice at my Insurance job and started working with a University instead. This was a move not taken lightly. I'm earning about $2 more an hour and in January 2017 I'm hoping to start classes again towards my bachelor degree. I'll probably only be taking around 6 credits but it'll be worth it for the long haul. The Man also went away for three weeks to Big Island for some field training.
June -- Transitioning to my new job. My brain ceased functioning for a while.
July -- The fourth came and went. I lost my phone to ocean water. I got quite the nasty sunburn. My brain was still boiling from my new job.
August -- The brain is still churning... it's getting better and easier. While the brain is finally figuring this madness out, my hips are getting pissy. Or, rather, they're getting wider. I'm up in the 205s to 210s.
No Bueno.
So I'm at this point now where I'm trying to balance working, working out, meal prepping on a budget and conveniently, date nights, and keeping up on house-ly duties, like laundry and dishes. I have ideas on how to streamline my meals. The trouble starts when I don't stick to my planned meals, I miss lunches/snacks, I cut my lunch hour short and miss my workout lunch hour.
I'm committing to a healthier me. I'm committing to run nightly (I now have a running partner who lives 3,000 miles away, LOL). I'm committing to meal prepping. I'm committing to working out during my lunch hour. This all is starting after I'm horrible cold goes away. It's hard to workout when you cough up your lungs every so often.
I solemnly swear I'm up to no good.
Aloha from Oahu!
Xxoo
Lisa
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