Nothing to say, really.

I don’t even know if anyone even reads this stupid thing anymore. I don’t really care.

I have nothing to say. That’s sort of a good thing, since I tend to do my best writing when I’m agitated about something. Lately, though… life has been pretty fucking good. My family is fantastic, especially my amazing kid. I don’t have in-laws to bother me anymore, so that deep, deep well of angry material has dried up. My house is close to being done. Though there may be some angsty things to write about as I argue with Freddie about decorating and furniture placement and whatnot. High-class problems, man.

But… yeah. Things are going pretty well for me. Everyone’s happy and healthy, and I couldn’t ask for anything more.

Makes for a shitty blog, though.

For me personally, I am focused on losing weight. I have a goal in mind and a strategy and all that fun shit. I’ve been going to the gym 4 times a week or more for the last month. At first it was really the only place we could go to get out of the house while they did noisy, dusty things to it, but then it became a habit and well, yay for that. I have lost 14 pounds already and I only have EIGHTY to go before I reach my ultmate goal.

Sounds crazy, right?

Well, things got a little out of control, you see. Winter happened, which is never a good thing. Then I got injured, which sucked. THEN I had to move out of the house for seven weeks, which meant a lot of crap food/restaurants and then some unexpected stress happened, and blah dee blah, and here we are. Our kitchen was out of commission for almost three months, but we’ve had it back for two weeks now and things are improving, eating-wise.

I was running a bit at first, but I think my legs are upset about that. I had a stress fracture in my left leg that bothered me for awhile, so I let it heal and then started up again. Still have some pain there so I had to switch to the elliptical trainer. I think my legs are just not equipped to deal with the size of the body I have on them. When I get this next 20 pounds off, I’ll try the running thing again.

In the meantime, I am taking a strength-training class and thinking really hard about getting a new bike. We’re getting Jillian a bike for her birthday, so maybe I’ll get one too and we can all ride together.

Already seeing some progress, which is encouraging. Still have a long way to go, though.