Late last night (or was it early this morning?) I felt a shift in me. My life is writing. I'm an unrepresented fledgling author trying to break into the publishing business. I write YA. I haven't been able to write anything sensational for the past year. I'm dumpy, grumpy, and unimaginative. My writings circle through the same plots and stereotypes. I realized last night, looking over my writing, I needed a change.
Late last night (or was it early this morning?) I felt a shift in me.
I want a change.
I've always wanted to do something for myself---because the last time I lost weight, I did it for a boy who didn't look twice at me even when I was anemic and weighed 112lbs. So this time, I want to do this for myself. The right way.
Today I'll be starting the Couch 2 5k program. I've gotten 4 hours of sleep (maybe), and I'm fed up with looking unhealthy and feeling unhealthy. I want to do this for myself, and prove to myself that I'm worth it.
Eight weeks, here I come.
