It’s a little after 11 pm, and I usually don’t blog this late. SIL and I went to Ikea today, and if anyone else is a fan of Ikea then you know it’s an all day event. We go pretty often. It’s one of the ways we “hang out.” Usually we go on a weekday that we both have off because there’s never a crowd during the week. Not until we pulled up to the giant blue building with lines of cars coming out of every entrance to the parking garage did we remember that today was a holiday.
Crowds make me panicky. Squeezing by people, bumping into people, trying to find a big enough space for my fat ass to get through…it’s all very frustrating and slightly humiliating. My face gets hot and blotchy and my breathing quickens. Today I noticed that I tend to pick at my fingernails too. Have I always been this ridiculously neurotic? Probably. Despite the crowds, we enjoyed ourselves and we were walking around a gigantic store for hours and hours, so we definitely burned some calories.
Today also marked the end of my 30 days/zero junk food thing. For an entire month, I prepared all of my meals, shunned fast food and drastically cut the sugar out of my diet. I have learned that I’m a fairly good cook that can’t follow a recipe to save my life. Yes, I can read and understand recipes, but I always modify them one way or another. I’ve decided to embrace this creative facet of my personality. Usually, I get angry at myself for not doing things perfectly. I am an “analyzer” who feels the need to plan every detail of…well, everything. But when I’m in the kitchen, I am a slightly different person. When I am preparing a dish, I throw in whatever strikes my fancy. I don’t use measuring cups or spoons. I came up with some really great meals that will probably become staples around the house. *patting myself on the back*
I can’t believe it’s been a month since I started this whole adventure. Such a short time, but I feel like I have made some dramatic and lasting changes. Speaking of which, I’m going to follow Fatbridesmaid’s example and get on the Lent Exercise bandwagon. I’m planning on purchasing a treadmill this week (finally!). I have decided to sacrifice my mornings. I am NOT an early riser and have never been able to workout regularly in the morning. But that’s why they call it sacrifice. And I seem to do well with “month-long” challenges.
It’s quite late for this extra lusty broad. I shall see you all on Wednesday at a decent hour.