First off, I want to say that this has NOTHING to do with the new year. I did make a new year’s resolution: NO cokes/soft drinks. Period. This is going to be really difficult, mainly because my favorite drink ever is a 7&7. But I’m going to try. By themselves, they’re already pretty disgusting to me. But back to the subject at hand. I seriously miss the days when I was super fit and I’m ready to get back there. After a many-month long journey, I’ve come pretty close to FULL AND COMPLETE acceptance of my own body. I’ve decided that my body is a reflection of my life, which is a really fun//happy//silly//exciting learning journey right now, so what do I have to be ashamed of!? Every bite of hamburger and cheese that I ate that caused me to gain weight and no longer be a size 1 Hollister, has been thoroughly enjoyed! I’m loving life! But, I do miss the energy, endorphins, and thrill of being super fit and healthy, and I’m back. I’ve been jogging at the park, and pumping iron in the gym. It feels great! I’m going to check in here more often to share my progress with the world!