I HAVE to start working out again! Unfortunately, my couch is a Butt magnet. After standing for 8+ hours straight, the thought of standing longer than I have to is frightening, but it's a catch 22. Working out, getting massages, doing yoga, these are things that your body needs most when you are stressed out, yet it seems to get the least.

But I have this photo of myself in a skirt suit from my pharmacy school years when I used to run and lift weights regularly. My legs were just gorgeous, and now they are getting flabby. I am wondering if anyone in the cities would be interested in a "moving" support group for the blood type. Instead of sitting around talking about the diet, getting up and walking around a nice park or something while chatting. And then ending the walk at a healthy restaurant. I know that runners do this, they meet for a morning jog then eat a hearty breakfast afterwards. This would be the same concept. Well, just a thought.

Two things that I find in this America that do not mesh with this diet AT all: pork and wheat products. They are EVERYWHERE. I came into work yesterday and co-workers had ordered Pepperoni and Sausage Pizza! And the smell spread through the building like wildfire. It was so tempting but I resisted. I've been pretty good at resisting pork. Just knowing about trich is enough to make anyone with a scientific mind not want to eat it. I mean, really, who wants to eat dead parasites? Mmmm....

One thing that really rings true in my A body is that I need to eat first thing in the morning to get my day started. Morning fasting makes me feel awful. I've always been a breakfast person. Definitely my favorite meal of the day.

That's about all, I'm just dog-tired. I got to bed after midnight last night. Woke up at 5 am!!!!! Couldn't sleep, so typed some much needed correspondance. Next time I should use that time more wisely.....and WORK OUT!

So for Lent, perhaps I'll give up television. No, wait, Friends, can't do that. OK, I'll give up sitting down to watch television. That way if I watch it, I have to be moving, cleaning, organizing, something.

Maybe I should give up my soap opera!!!!! Whoa. Can I? Yeah. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can. Yes. I, too, can be young and restless. And get my butt off the couch and into the gym!

OK, yes, from now until Easter, I'm giving up my soap. Really, I mean, who lives like that anyway? It's like this small little town and they all flop husbands and wives because apparently the world is so small that there is no one else to choose from (for those of you who are wondering how I have time to watch a soap, I don't have a cush set 9-5 schedule).

I am also going to limit TV time in general. Watch only must see TV. Really, what else is there? This is starting to sound a little like Bridget Jones, too, huh, Cath (fellow blogger)? haha..

But one thing I know for sure, this year I won't try to give up procrastination. I tried that last year, but just didn't get around to it......