Feel the burn
Posted
Saturday, April 26, 2008 11:16 AM
I don’t know what it is about California that suddenly puts me into exercise overdrive. I spend the year in North Carolina, not really loving my curves, but not hating them either. Then I schedule a trip to San Diego and I’m suddenly in gear. I exercise daily (but don’t overdo it), I start watching what I eat more 
closely, and I schedule whole days at the salon before I go. Shallow? Perhaps a bit, but this is my home and even though I’m now a citizen of the world (thanks to the Marine Corps), I still can’t let the California girl in me fade away.
And along the lines of hyper-panic, I decided I wanted to change my hair cut a bit. Nothing too dramatic as I still like it being long, but I thought I’d opt for something cuter and a bit trendier (left). So shoot me.
Today Jason I got up early (as we always do on the weekends—sleeping in for us is until 7!) and lay around reading. We got up and went for our 2-block-ish walk, me carrying my little 3 pound hand weights all the way (talk about a burn—3 pounds gets really heavy when you’re carrying them around for 45 minutes). I feel good because now I know if all I do is sit and Nest all day, I’ve had my exercise. And in the interest of being serious about being healthy, I'm going to start a little exercise/fitness diary/blog.
On a different note, something funny happened today: I read the back of my toothpaste tube. We switched to natural toothpaste a while ago and have been using Tom’s of Maine (the mint, so refreshing). As I was reading I came across a line that said something like “without the sugars of regular toothpaste.” Confused, I rummaged around trying to find a small travel sized toothpaste we still had, and right on the back one of the ingredients was aspartame. Aspartame! Sugar! And one of the worst ones out there! In my toothpaste! What a scam—how is brushing your teeth with sugar going to keep them clean? I realize it may be a miniscule amount in there but still. You might as well be gargling with soda!
I’ll end with this: please read your labels, know what you’re putting into your body. ::stepping off my soapbox::