Running.

I decided it'll probably take me a year or two to build myself up to a marathon, so I'm starting to train for a 5k that's in September. It's kinda just like I really don't want to run but I need to be healthier and the money for this is going to a good cause and it'll be worth it when it's over. So the point is I'm starting to run and I don't know if I'm actually going to remain committed to it considering the fact that marching season lasts throughout my training. Then again I really don't march or anything, just sit outside and kind of bake in the sun, so maybe it'll work out, if I'm not too lazy.

I ate like three pieces of cheesecake earlier even though I said I was going vegan and I'm just really pissed off because I'm having a lot of trouble staying dedicated to my goals. My stomach hurts like a bitch and I kinda wanna throw up but if I do I can't go to band tonight. I don't really wanna go to band tonight..but I have to. I just do. Ughhughfhgjdfg

My mom is obsessed with running and any time I tell her about it she always harps on me to get my shit together, which is really annoying, but understandable. She likes running for a reason and wants me to understand why she loves it so much, I guess. And I feel bad whenever I don't follow through with training because she gets so excited about it, but I hate that I even got her hopes up in the first place...anyway, I told her today about the 5k I want to run in McKinney because I just need some sort of motivation. I'll start writing in my planner and making a vision board or some stupid motivational shit like that.

Okay, that's what's on my mind today. Bai guiseeee who never read my blog.