Hangover Gras Day 1

Surprisingly, I wasn't one of the bloodshot-eyed gym patrons this evening. True, I did have a few drinks yesterday, but I stopped myself from turning into a super Saiyan drunkard. I guess I can add vodka to my "moderation" list of booze.

But that will have to wait until Easter, as I've given the drink up altogether. I tried this last year, and the year before that, and miserably failed both times. The first time was during my time abroad, and I assure you it is damn near impossible to NOT drink in the UK. Last year, I was a weaker person, and I'm seeking to remedy that this time around.

I always start these plans off with a very strong push. Yesterday morning, I ran with my fellow 5Ker, and we both have a lot of work to do. I know she probably thinks that she's the worse off, but my friend is not an avid gym goer like I am.

My combat class later in the evening reminded me that my endurance is a little low. Due to illness and Mardi Gras, I hadn't been to the gym in over a week. That's a pretty long time for me, and I do not expect that to happen again. Despite feeling completely drained after the class, I forced myself to hit the pool. Wearing my Speedo underneath my clothes was a good incentive to go ahead and jump into the pool. And, honestly, I don't think I would've had the energy to squeeze my sweaty ass into that suit afterward.

The pool reinvigorated me enough so I could swim for about 20 minutes. I'm not talking about leisurely swimming either; my shoulders still hurt from using my hand paddles. There was an old lady class in the pool, as well, and their cheesy music seemed to lift my spirits to finish the later part of my workout.

Food-wise, I did pretty well. Ash Wednesday means a meager supper in my house, which for me included no meat and no bread. I ate off a pot of soup for both meals and cooked myself an omelette (2 egg and with minimal butter.) After that, I had one piece of chocolate and then promptly brushed my teeth. My mouthwash forbids me from eater 30 minutes after I use it, so that was a good incentive to stay away from any dessert thoughts.

I'm not only striving to better my body; I'm looking for creative inspiration in everything. My shower blessed me with an idea. The water splashed onto the walls in such an intricate pattern that I sought to replicate it in charcoal. I did the sketch last night, and I am anxious to start inking and coloring it. I also started replaying a favorite video game, as a little reward after a tiring workout.

So far so good. Let's see how far I can take this!