Many Mini Posts

These are the various thoughts that passed through my mind while at the gym tonight. I am going to try my very hardest to make it a bunch of mini posts. Consider it a challenge since I often blabber.

The Progress:
I made it my first official week working out at Snap Fitness and counting every single calorie that goes in my mouth. I would love to say it is fantastic and I feel amazing, and I do, but it is such a pain in the ass. I work my butt off (hopefully literally) on the treadmill and I cant help but get annoyed when I feel like my legs are stiff and dont want to cooperate. I have to remind myself that it has only been one week and I shouldnt push myself too hard too fast. I have already seen improvement though and a big part of that are the new shoes Paco got me as an early birthday present after my other ones thrashed my feet and ankles. They are pretty wonderful REAL running shoes! The only thing that would make my gym experience better would be an ipod. I find I can run longer if I am really distracted. So if anyone wants to donate an ipod that would be awesome!

The Obsession:
The problem with watching my weight is that I begin to obsess. Given that I used to have some form of eating disorder (it is what it is I have decided. In high school I went an entire year without eating breakfast and lunch. My sophomore year I didnt eat a single thing the entire weekend at band camp. And when I went to Reno for a week with Octagon club I may have eaten one light meal. Add that to staying at school for 14 hours a lot of days and I figure it is a pretty obvious issue). Anyway, I digress. When I really watch calories I start to obsess about it. I think over every little thing. 75 calories... but if I want that then it is 75 less calories than I could have, is there something else with that many calories I should have, do I really need to have these 75 calories? It is really hard for me to be within my limits, but not too far under. It is really hard for me to realize I  need to have those calories.

The Tormented Soul:
So I will be the first to admit I believe in ghosts and aliens and whatnot. I'm not going to go hunting for them or anything, and this is going to sound downright certifiable, but they seem to find me. It has happened a couple of times but when I am sleeping I will wake and see some figure standing over me and apparently coming towards me. I open my eyes and see it. I close my eyes and reopen them and it is still there. I clench my eyes closed and start pushing away and yelling for it to stop and go away and stuff. Kind of like in the movies, huh? I have no idea where this comes from or what it is, but it happened last week or a week and a half ago and always sticks with me for a while because it freaks me out so much. I also used to hear voices mostly whispering my name.

The Delightful:
I heard something fantastic and wonderful about someone I love very dearly and am super excited for that new adventure.

The amusing:
I cant remember if I mentioned it already or not, but Edison's first word is cheese. It is the most hilarious thing in the world. He will start walking into the kitchen saying cheese? Cheese? You set him at his chair for lunch, or any meal really, and says CHEESE! You say "say cheese" or "do we have swiss cheese?" and he stops dead in his tracks turns and says "Cheese?" Seriously he is my child. We haven't gone a day without cheese in the house since we figured out he likes it so much and I am pretty sure it would be devastating if we come to a day where we don't have any.

Okay, short ramblings didn't work out too well, but not awful. At least the five of you can pick out what you choose to read for some short stories. Tune in next time for exciting tales of the basement re-org that wasn't, my little mini review of the leap pad Tablet Lilly got with Christmas money, more weight loss progress updates, and general craziness that goes on with my two crazy kids all day!

The most Depressing thing ever (with more detail later this week):
This is the LAST week of my soap opera One Life To Live. It has been on for 43 years. I am 28 years old and have watched it for 20 of that. I want to crawl in a hole and I am not ashamed to admit this.