That whole "getting into shape for spring" sitch.

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I've been working up bit by bit to spend more time on the exercise bike. I was at six minutes yesterday. Today I did ten. I think that may be because I did jumping jacks and stomach crunches and leg lifts first, so I sort of woke my body up.

The food thing is cool. I'm good as long as I have iced tea or water to drink, otherwise I crave Pepsi like crazy. I have a ton of fruit and veggies to snack on, so that's certainly not a problem. I just keep craving, like, pizza and burgers and stuff, but it's nothing that's really a bother so much as a shrug and a sigh.

I'm not having a big problem with it or anything. I'm not weighing myself, I just don't fit into my jeans, so.

I don't know, I just feel weird cutting back on stuff when I'm five-two and a size ten right now and the main reason I'm doing it is because I can't afford new clothes. Seriously, if I could afford new clothes, I'd toss the yogurt and just clear out Mod Cloth and Etsy's dress selections. I mean, it's better in the long run anyway, because I really am NOT in shape right now and I don't want to wait until the weather is warm enough for my eternally-freezing ass to tolerate and I'd prefer to go play basketball or run or walk or something, instead of using the exercise bike all the time. But STILL.

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In other news, there may be fic tonight, there may not be. It's growing legs and tentacles and shit when it was just supposed to be a short one-shot. I don't effin' know.

Of course, tonight my brother's supposed to be at the comedy club and if he is, I'm there, and if he's not, I'm skipping. I'm just happy to be writing again.