ok kiddos, so it’s that time again. that time where i say “hey, i’m going to be a healthier version of me”. and then i talk about what i want to do and how i plan on being better. hopefully, for all of you kids out there that are in a similar boat this is helpful. for those of you that aren’t or that have no interest in this sort of blog post, suck it. haha, kidding. sort of.
so when you think about what all goes into being “a healthier version” there are a few key things one thinks about…food, physical activity, and general lifestyle.
for the most part, i’ve been really good about this. i’d say about 75% of the time i’ve been eating yummy, healthy good-for-me food. in the past few months, i’ve drastically decreased my fast food intake. and i’m slowly giving up my love affair with potatoes. main problem for me is that when i cave, i cave big time. so moderation, thou art a bitch. so now i’m steppin up my game. potatoes, it’s officially over. doneski. you don’t love me as much as i love you, and that ain’t cool. i’m dating a new type of potato…his name is sweet potato. and it’s really nothin serious, just a few dates every once in a while. so booyah. oh yeah, and when i do decide to kick it with a “bad for me” meal, “moderation” is my new middle name.
no more excuses. i’m done with them. they are dead to me.
secretly, i want to be a runner & a cyclist. like, in a big bad way. i have no idea. and i’m definitely not a runner. at all. except in my dreams. but let’s face it, people who run look cool. and they talk about this “zen” that they get from running. and i want to be one of those people. i want to look cool & be in a zen state while looking cool.
added bonus, working out is good for me. and i am most def on the official hunt for an older men’s 10 speed…for when i wanna bike in a zippy, non leisurely manner. but really, i just want to get off my ass & do something. walk, run, jog, bike, disc golf, gym, whatevs. so “getting off my ass and being active” is my new middle name.
get ready for this. it’s kinda big. i’m taking a zack morris time out from drinking. yowza. i don’t know for how long. just for a while. i don’t need those extra calories, i don’t need to drink to enjoy the company of my friends, and i don’t ever ever ever want to be a sad, schwastey pants almost 30 yr old. i don’t plan to be a totes teetotaler forever, just for a bit. cuz let’s face it, i’ve been a bit of a partier for a minute. not on the alcoholic level, trust. but my party tiara has seen quite a few parties. so…for a while, my new middle name is “soda water, extra lime, hold the booze please”.
how do ya like that? my new official name is Meredith Moderation Getting Off My Ass And Being Active Soda Water, Extra Lime, Hold the Booze Please Contrary.
so, i will be updating you with this every so once in a while. i plan on rocking it.
ok, ok, ok…so while all fo the above is 100% true, and a big part of the reason why i’m starting this, i must admit something. i tried to sneak past this reason, but, well, you lovely readers have been with me for a little over a year and i just can’t lie to you. so here was the real motivator for starting all of this. are you ready?
BAM! yes, i really really really want to rock these overalls this summer. i know, it’s a little “tooooooralooooratooooralooooralie! c’mon eileen!” but i don’t give a flying fuck. i want to rock overalls all effin summer long. only problem is, if you do the math… fat bank + overalls = faux FUPA. and while i can rock a fat bank like no one’s business, i absolutely REFUSE to rock a FUPA. especially if it’s not a real one, just an illusion. so yes, the main inspiration is materialistic. but hey, all of the other reasons and benefits are good ones.
and the main point is that i’m going to do something about it. so there you go.