I always ate really well as a kid. My parents were good at making sure I had the right amount of vegetables, protein and grains to keep my tiny bones growing. Granted I didn’t grow much, but I don’t think that can be blamed on the vegetables. I was never a super active child, I did some dance but I really liked band and choir and neither of those call for a lot of movement. So as far as health go I always got an A plus on diet but a D on exercise.

Growing up it didn’t seem like an issue because I was young and carefree and felt great. Then in college I started having stomach problems, which are complicated and boring so I’m not going to go into it but I started looking long and hard at my diet. There wasn’t really a pattern for what was making me feel sick beside really fatty or salty foods, so that was a bust.

My junior year I took a couple PE classes to round out my credits and I realized that I felt better the weeks I ran or swam. As much as it’s against my nature, I try to work out five times a week for 30 minutes and it really does make a difference. I’ve never been interested in losing weight or gaining muscle because I’m already a slim person, but I just feel so much better when I go for a short run.

I am not by any means into fitness but I’ve learned how to make it a part of my day and I can definitely notice a difference on off days. The real reason I’m writing this post is to keep myself honest. I am the queen of making excuses and justifying things to myself so it’s easy to skip days. My theory is that if I write it out for two people in the world to read I’ll stick to my weekly goal! Here’s to a healthier November!