I have five days until my 23rd birthday. Weird, I know, that I’m counting down the way I am, like a kid waiting for their tenth birthday. But it’s one thing I get to count down to, even if it is insignificant and just another day to everyone else in the world! Matt works all day that day, so I’m hoping to find something else to do. I could do ZA with my team but I feel like my birthday should be something special. Jane’s told me that we’ll do something and she’s not quite sure what yet, so I’m waiting to see. It should be interesting, at least!

Walked to the gym today and did a Body Attack. Decided to forgo the weights and the Body Flow today because I wasn’t feeling very well - it’s good that I went at all! Matt came and picked me up from the gym because I bought a bunch of groceries to last us for the week or longer and was in no shape to walk home with them. We had a lovely dinner of lasagna (frozen, obviously) and garlic bread. Yum!

Found out some good news yesterday that started out sounding like bad news. My Grandma called me and sounded awful - she had no voice and sounded very tearful. She said “Hi Ang, it’s Grandma” and the first words out of my mouth weren’t “hello” but instead “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” because she had me so worried. She told me she just had a bad cold, which is much better news than the bad news I thought it was going to be. Anyway, she went on to tell me that she and my Grandpa might be coming up to visit me in a couple weeks and she wanted to know of the best route to get here and what are some hotels near my apartment. I’m so excited, because this will be the first visit I’ve had from anyone since I’ve lived here! It’ll be nice to show someone around on what’s now “my turf” or something.

I was hoping a bit that the next time I saw my family, that I’d be thinner than I am, but it’s okay. I’m honestly getting more comfortable with myself as I work out more. It’s about quality of life, not the amount of weight on my body, I think. I’m discovering that I’m looking better than when I started at the gym, amazingly. I looked at myself in the mirror at the gym today and thought “Wow, I don’t look as bad as I used to!” Though I think they may have magically-flattering mirrors or something. Who knows! Anyway, I’m doing more than I ever thought I could. Now, on a normal day, I can walk to the gym, work out, and walk home. I’m lifting crazy amounts of weights when I do my weight circuit. I walk up and down stairs without wanting to pass out. It’s exciting!

I have been trying to figure out a version of a song that they use in my Body Attack class, and I can’t find it anywhere! It seems to be a cover of Wham!’s “Freedom” but it’s a female singing it and it’s much more upbeat and modern. It’s driving me bananas!