Yeah, so we have started going to the rec center as a family. I choose swimming laps for my brand of pain. I have swam laps for an hour on a few different occasions. Am I proud? Eh. I love swimming so it's not torture and I always feel that exercise should be torture. With that said, I am exhausted and sore afterwards. I'm *pretty sure* it's good for me. But it also makes me want to eat a cheeseburger to ensure that I don't turn into a pod person of myself.
We are also trying hard as a family to eat non-GMO. This is something that I am behind but can ya'll just start labeling everything with GMO or non-GMO labels? Cuz I have enough shit to do and the uncertainty while shopping is an unnecessary hardship. Are all pickles non-GMO? I don't freaking know!!!!!!!!!! I know that some say they are and others don't carry that fancy non-GMO label. HELP?
Side note: I don't even eat pickles. I am just trying to do right by the fam.
Side note: I don't give a f*** if wine is non-GMO. Some things are sacred.
So, this new attempt at healthiness is annoying. My brain is already on overdrive and now I have to exercise and shop non-GMO... This just shows that the world is coming to an end. This post alone has tired me out. I have a semi-healthy lunch waiting for me and a plan to head to the rec center after work but I am thisclose to going to my favorite Italian place and ordering a pizza. A pizza meant for two but I swear I break it into 3 meals...
Side note: My faves are Blake, wine, and pizza. In that order. Gonna be honest. Hubby is not in that order. Mom, Dad, and carbonarra would follow. Then friends (you know who you are). Swimming. Wow, I should probably not be listing my likes in order. Mom, you actually do come before wine and pizza but thank you for always giving me wine and pizza. And wings. Cuz you know I love wings and always make sure I have them. And Snarf's. You need to visit soon so we can eat... everything. And I will make you sit still (again) and watch a couple movies. Hey, if I am exercising then you are relaxing!
Why are all my blogs about food? Being about wine, I get that, but the food thing shows a problem. A problem with my scale. Which I avoid because it is a total asshole.
*drops mic, walks away*
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