Getting my shit together
21st birthday's two months away, and I'm trying to get my shit together before then. It's not that I'm a total, bloody-fucking mess, or anything; it's just that I'm not living life to the fullest, and all that shit. Got back on my non-equipment workout plan x weight loss diet a couple of weeks ago. Quit smoking a week ago (slipped up on my third day, tho; refer to this post). Started hitting the gym two days ago (swung by the gym a second time earlier today).
I've lost 12 pounds since I started working out again. I'm breathing much more easily now, on account of my kicking cigarettes to the curb. I'm thinking much more clearly as well (it's pro'lly the endorphins my brain's been pumping out). Oh, and I'm in love again. Hohoho.
I still have a lot of things to fix up before my man-but (pronounced "man-byu", and yes, that portmanteau is a thing now). Hoping I get everything done by then.
I'mma call this whatever this is the Provocationes Viginti Unus, or the 21 Challenges.