Like I said in the last post, I'm bored because I have nothing negative to focus on which is awesome but allows for nitpicking over minor details. And that shit will make you go insane. Caroline has had to give me reality check upon reality check and I know she's tired because I am exhausted. The worst part of all of this is that I'm doing to myself.
It is time to refocus my energy.
On Monday, I re-joined LA Fitness. We had a love hate relationship two years ago but I'm ready to settle down and work on my fitness again. On a whim last week I bought a Groupon for 5 Salsa lessons. I haven't taken an actual dance class since high school so that will definitely be interesting. I've also started to actually make the recipes I've been pinning and drooling over for months. Last night was slow cooker chicken tacos and they were awesome.
Here's a picture of me looking extra spesh making the tacos on my lunch break yesterday:
Photo cred to Carol.
Working out, dancing and cooking are things that I enjoy that are much better uses of my time than wallowing in the bathtub trying to translate the hieroglyphics that are texts from boys. Boy. Whatever. Lay off me.
Said boy joined me for tacos last night. I was SO worn out from spin class that I didn't even have the energy to overanalyze a thing he said. That's what spin will give you: a DGAF attitude and ass for days.
Win-Win.
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