Tomorrow I have to start week 3. Week 3 is where you have to run for 3 mins straight. 3 minutes is not a lot of time but when you psych yourself out running 1 minute, 3 minutes is the longest time any one has ever had to run. I am sad that my week 2 ran into my week 3, but if I run 3 times by Sunday I’ll be back on track.
I really need to start eating better, I can run until the proverbial cows come home but if I don’t work on my eating habits I’m just going to be a fattie who can run 30 minutes without getting too winded. I don’t want to go on a diet. Diets are the worst. I just want to work on portion control and limiting the delicious bad stuff. Like pop. I need to quit pop again. I didn’t drink pop for about 3 years in my early 20’s. I quit it cold turkey during Lent. I’m not a practising Catholic but I still like the idea of having a set amount of time to try and accomplish something for yourself and I figured Lent was as good a time as any to give up pop for 40 days. Lent is a big liar though, because you actually have to fast for 44 days if you include Sundays, which you aren’t supposed to and are instead supposed to just do whatever you want on the Sundays that fall in Lent, but how is that helpful? You can’t quit something if every 7 days you’re allowed to go back to that thing. Pretty sure drug addicts going through NA would be thrilled if that were the case. This time I don’t know when I’m going to give up pop. Pop is definitely my biggest fat-thing. I can’t even switch to diet pop to wean myself off real pop, I get wicked headaches on diet pop.
So, I guess after this delicious carbonate lemonade I’m having currently I’ll quit pop. Again. Maybe I can switch to carbonated flavoured water? I do really like sparkling water, it’s just way more expensive than pop.
Today I tried to sign up for an Aqua Cycle class run through the City of Mississauga. I wasn’t allowed to register, however, because my postal code isn’t recognized as a valid one within the Peel Region. After 10 minutes of arguing with a clerk on the phone I sent a really mean email to the City. I feel like I’m being stopped at trying to participate in my community and be healthy. Amazing. No wonder no one ever tries to do anything in life, it’s too complicated. I guess on Saturday I’ll have to go in and register in person, which defeats the purpose of having the online registration open up a week early, but hey what do I know? Maybe this is how you run a City, no one knows what the other person is doing and a lot of money gets wasted. Sounds kinda accurate.