Feeling sorry for myself.
I'm Celeste, a magazine editor living in Phoenix.
Get ready for a lot of fitness, a lot of sass and a lot of froyo.
Celeste Gives Up Mini Challenge 8: Lose the negativity
Let’s just say I’m a little annoyed with my better half right now. This week is about being positive right? I think I better choose Josiah as the topic tonight, so I can avoid giving in to the negativity.
Five things I love about my husband:
- He is the most encouraging person I know. Josiah truly believes in pursuing your happiness, where as I am a success-driven type who works to the bone. In the past seven years, Josiah has always encouraged me to do what I need to do for myself, including losing weight and quitting a well-paying but abusive (for lack of a better word) job. He has really helped me put my happiness first, which is something I had never thought to do.
- Josiah is getting his master’s in English, and is a writer himself (both fiction and academic). Having a like-minded individual as a husband is amazingly helpful. We have different backgrounds in writing, and as a result we can push each other and challenge the comfort zone. Plus, we have nerdy talks about grammar and syntax. I love it.
- I have literally been in love with this man since I was 14. I’m 24 now. Ten years ago, I saw him and thought he was the most beautiful person on earth. Every morning, I wake up next to this brilliant human and think the same thing. I wish I could go back in time and tell my emo 14-year-old self not to worry, and that I would marry the man of my dreams in due time.
- He complements my … less desirable personality traits. I’m reckless, he’s meticulous. I’m introverted, he’s extroverted. I’m a planner, he’s spontaneous. I talk mad shit, he’s the nicest person I’ve ever met. You get the picture.
- He never gives up on me. Sometimes I am a pain in the ass. He always declines my pity party invitations, but instead helps me up. Josiah has never given up on me, and he’s never let me give up on myself.
See, not annoyed anymore. I am truly lucky to have such a wonderful husband.
Tuesday, August 30 exercise:
- Run: 5 miles
Celeste Gives Up Challenge 8: Stop Counting Calories
(…cut for your sanity.)
Honesty time: Today was awful. I don’t know what the deal is, because I keep eating ungodly amounts at night. Like … half of my daily calories are from a 3-hour span. I’m seriously just going buck wild and need to stop. I thought this would be a positive experience, but I currently feel like my relationship with food is better when I write everything down. I am psychologically screwing myself. Hardcore. It’s getting ridiculous and a bit out of hand. :(
I really don’t want my blog to revert back to disordered eating complaints 24/7. I’m just trying to keep myself honest about the situation.