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Oh life. I've been trying to get on a schedule, of sorts, this week. So far, it's going pretty well. I just need to figure out a few kinks here and there. And I need to stop snacking so much! Ugh...now that I'm home, I'm eating more than I should. It was so much easier to stick to a diet when I was at my brother's. Anyhow, life has been good. Can't really complain. I'm walking around and I'm venturing into going up and down the stairs without my walking boot on. Work has been good. Walking up the icy driveway AND stairs is a little treacherous in the walking boot, but I'm going to have to conquer it when the snow and ice melt a little bit in a regular shoe. I think that's what I'm most nervous about: walking in a regular shoe without the extra support of the walking boot...OUTSIDE.

Anyway, I was thinking about what I need to do this next year of my life. A while back, I came up with a theme for the year. One year was The Year of The Learner, another was The Year of The Granola. Anyhow, I was thinking that I need to start doing that again. I'm not sure what it'll be, yet; I need to compile a list of goals I want to accomplish during the year and go from there. Buying a pass to the rec center in Provo will be one of the goals. I need to start working out. I'm down 32 lbs this year, which is a lot. I don't think I've lost this much and have been successful in keeping it off. Although, since I've been home, I'm sure I've gained a few pounds back. For the rest of the winter - at least through February anyway - I'll be working out at home to strengthen my ankle. In March, I'll get my rec pass and start going there. I figure if I'm going to be paying $95 for a 3 month pass, I'll be more likely to use it.

Also, for my vacation this year, I want to drive up the coast starting in Long Beach and drive up to San Francisco Maybe even venture up to Oregon. I don't know how feasible this will be seeing as I'll probably only be able to take a week off, but we'll see. I'd love to do one of these driving trips.


There's something about driving that is cathartic. Especially in places you have never been. I need to assemble an epic play list for such a trip. Where is a cute tech guy when you need him to do such a thing for me? Geez...

Anyhow, it's F I N A L L Y time for me to go to bed. Is it sad when that is quite literally the best part of my day??

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