I love the sun, I love to run around a pool, wearing a bathing suit, forgetting to slather myself in sunblock. Now that I work in cosmetics, though, I feel like I am being brain washed into anti-wrinkle defense sunblock moisture whatever blah blah blah, no tanning nonsense. It makes me a little sad to watch the consequences of over tanning walking through the mall, spending a fortune on wrinkle fillers and what not. Super sad. Is this the fate that awaits my native Miami beach everyday, forget the sunblock self? I guess so. (I write this as I lay spread out on my lawn, in cut offs and a tank top, soaking up the sun, listening to Atlas sound, working on my wrinkles.)
In other news! My smoking strike is going well. I started running a little while ago, and I love it. I didn’t think that I could do it alone, but apparently I can! I have my own running playlist and everything! I’m super EXCITED! I know that I might gain a few pounds, but maybe not; considering the small fact that I have made a complete change in lifestyle. No more frozen pizzas for dinner! Bring on the brown rice and veggies! The only thing that I am having a terribly difficult time with is my sweet tooth which is back in full force. I went to the farmer’s market next to my house and bought a TON of berries and other kinds of fruit just so that I can munch on those instead of the Hershey’s chocolate sitting on those gas station shelves, silently beckoning me to walk the walk of shame with milk chocolate still fresh on my finger tips. I am trying to fight these terrible, unavoidable cravings with gum and that seems to be working quite nicely. It’s interesting though, because I have tried to quit smoking so many times before, with great motivation under my belt; but I always crawled back to them when things went sour in my life. Now though, the motivation did not come from an outside source, it came from me! Me, me ,me! That makes me really proud! The withdrawals really sucked though.