Even if it kills me....

     I'm working really hard at this weight loss thing. I'm struggling with managing my calorie intake and portion control. I'm wearing my Jawbone UP every day and trying to manage my 10,000 step goal. I haven't really succeeded very well with either. But every day is an improvement over how I was living my life only two months ago.
     I bought the Zombies, Run app on the advice of a friend, and she was right. It is amazing! It really doesn't take much to turn exercise into something fun. The story line is compelling enough that I try to turn it on any time I'm walking more than four blocks and have nobody with me.
     Weekly yoga with Sage and Yitters is a good idea, but I have yet to see any success out of that. Of course, the first week was just that. A first. The week after that was Anthrocon, so we skipped that week in favor of the convention. Last week, I was just too hungover and anything that involved too much pressure on my stomach was dangerous. I got through maybe a third before I had to crap out. But as a reaction to that, I pulled out some of my favorite poses and am trying to do a fifteen minute workout at least once or twice a week, by myself. It's dreadfully simple and really doesn't have me doing any real stretching. But the point is that I'm conditioning myself to make a point of regular exercise. Eventually, I'll step that up, along with my walking.
     When I get better internet and cable, I'm going to get back into watching Doctor Who. I found a highly amusing DW exercise game that should make working out really easy to do, as well as something I'll rarely have trouble scheduling! I have to steal it from the website where I found it, and post it here so I can always find it. But that's an adventure for another time...

Busy time!

     It's that time! Last week was "Pride in the Street", where I got to see Melissa Etheridge perform live! I've never been to a pride event before, and I had no clue what to expect. I certainly wasn't expecting a perfectly normal street concert. But that's what I got. And that's what I certainly enjoyed. I got to see my aunt for the first time (other than funerals) in years. I finally got to meet her wife. I got to go out in public wearing as many rainbows as I could fit on my body. I can only think of a handful of times where I've had as much fun, that I am not afraid to admit to my parents!

     Another one of those amazingly fun times is coming up this weekend, Anthrocon. I love my furries. There is something magical about gathering 4500+ of us in one place. I can't wait till it's time to go help set up. 

     Today is full of business. I already ran to the store to buy last-minute toiletries to pack. I got my purple hair color and am waiting for someone to come and help me with it. And of all people, I invited Blaze and his new girlfriend to come down and hang out! Of course, she's the one who is going to help me with the hair dye, so... Yes. I am prone to bad decision-making. Your point? This is going to help keep my day interesting.

     Besides, it'll be nice to actually spend some social time with him for the first time since I left. We got married because we enjoyed each others' company. I have honestly missed the good times we had before the fighting became so all-encompassing. And I do, fortunately, have an enforceable time-limit. I have to leave between 4:30 and 5pm to meet Roomie P at work so we can head down to the hotel, and check in with ConOps. Then we have a few hours to hang out with everyone before meeting up with the Art Show staff for a late dinner. Tomorrow I have to do the last-second double-check-that-I-packed-everything before we check into the hotel for the next five nights! Oh what an adventure this is going to be!

     I'm so antsy and anxious and ready to bolt out of my skin.... I wait for Anthrocon all year long. It's so close, but not yet...