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I've decided to start a blog. More specifically, a blog to track my own progress on trying to get myself to a healthier place in life. I guess this requires a little background.

First off, if there is one thing, and one thing only, that you must know about me it's this:

I. AM. LAZY.

Yup. Not going to pussyfoot around it, I will be the first to admit that the reason I never reach my goals and finish projects is that I get lazy. This is why there is still no trim or ceiling tiles in my half-renovated bathroom that I started last July. It's why I gave up on my applications for Law school and the Bachelor of Social Work program (the former was in 2007 - I was too lazy to study for the LSAT and then I was too lazy to go write it - the latter in 2009). Not going into either of those professions has turned out to be a good thing, but that's beside the point. It's why I end up with a pile of dirty laundry so big I can't see my bedroom floor before I actually get around to washing it.

Perhaps the worst aspect of my life where I am lazy, is when it comes to my own health. I have had problems in just about every aspect of my health at some point in my life - between my terrible excuse for an immune system, total lack of ability to cope with stress, anxiety and depression, and the fact that I am in terrible physical shape, I don't know how I've lived to be 25. I have, thankfully, overcome some pretty self-destructive habits (which I won't get into here) and found ways to keep my mental health in check for the most part, but there is still that issue of being in terrible physical shape.

This has nothing to do with my body shape - I am overall pretty happy with how my body looks most days. Anyone who tells you they are completely happy with their body 100% of the time is lying. It's got to do with how I feel. Which, most of the time, is kind of crappy. I have a hard time carrying groceries in from the car or lifting boxes of files down off of shelves at work. I get winded walking up the hill from the bus stop to my boyfriend's place. At 25, I feel closer to 40 most days.

So, that's why I'm doing this. I'll recap how it's been going the past few months later on, for now, it's time to relax a bit before getting some sleep.