derpa derpa derpa

orrite.

well so far all is going okay. we're all up to date so far this week except i missed a walk this morning. it was only because i got home too late to get up at 6, and i went on a mighty runaround the night before when i was out. i was impressed at the fact that i broke my precious "one day on/one day off" pattern and chose to run two days in a row so that i didn't have to yesterday or today (running again saturday). i've had dates both nights, so i could see conversations going thusly:

cecilsfriend: hey cecil, what time should we meet at x?
cecil: oh well i have to go for a run so i'll be there in about an hour
cecilsfriend: oh um. . .okay. well we're going to y shortly but if you want to meet us at z instead then maybe we can. .
cecil: oh actually, you know what? fuck it. i'll just come with you now. i can run tomorrow!

. . .and on it will go daily. so uh, go team motivatory.

i've got a way more positive attitude to exercise than i did last time i attempted. before it was all bout collapsing, calories: burning of, flagellance, repentance, weight loss. now i'm doing it cause i wanna, and i'm not pushing myself too hard too early. its alot more fun. there's something really primal about running that i'm a big fan of. i get all pissed off at the stinky fuckwits on the train and i get home shitty then take off all my work clothes, wash face, dress AERODYNAMICALLYYYYY, don fancy shoes and RUN THE HATE OUT.

ah, so much hate.

but uh. . my plan to stop drinking basically died in the arse but i haven't done hard drugs for. . . 6 days. which is uh, good? *sucks*

i'm not even a big drinker, really, i've just been going out alot more since the SPLIIIIIIIIIT. i think that i'll just start ordering sugarfree redbull at bars, with cocktailz at da rose being the only exception, heh. also the amount of sugar i take in via alcohol pisses me off, escpecially when i get no joy from it alot of the time. cocktails i thouroughly enjoy, at least.

i'm going to stop eating so much junk, too. sure i've lost the weight and don't care so much about how i LOOK anymore, but all the chocolate and the coffee are giving me headaches and making me lethargic, and this is not conducive to marathon running.

uh. . . okay so really i didn't have anything much to say, but i feel like if i stop posting then i'll stop running or something. if i've written it down, i can't make excuses, or summat.
-cecil