Oh, I remember this :)

I confess...

That posting on instagram about my fitness is the best thing I have ever done, I feel so accountable to my internet fitness friends it guilts me into working out whenever I'm supposed to. I never had this kind of luck with sparkpeople, wowy, or other websites or groups I joined. Maybe it's because it's pictures in realtime. Who knows? Who the heck cares, I'm just glad it's working.

I confess...

That sometimes all I want to do is talk about working out and all things fitness related. I understand that this makes for a very annoying conversation companion so I keep it bottled up inside until someone else brings it up and then I can't help but word vomit all over them which makes for some very awkward moments.

I confess...

That my first camping trip of the year is a week from today and I am so pumped for it it's not even funny. I feel like it's been forever since I've gone camping. Weirdest part? I'm dying for the scents that go along with camping, that's where all my memories are held.

Sure there's the obvious like the smell of the campfire but it's so much more than that. It's the way my gear (tent, sleeping bag, storage boxes) smell, the smell of the woods in the morning that always seems to include someone cooking bacon a few sites away, the smell of the lake in the afternoon when you're walking through town, the smell of The Beef when we're snuggling close after a long day outdoors,  and of course the smell of victory on the mini golf course.

I confess...

That I am full of acceptance and blissfully happy with my life right now. I'm no longer preoccupied with what I could have that might be better than what I have now. As it turns out my life is pretty freakin' great as is and there's no need to waste time wishing for things. I'm crazy in love, I live in an awesome cabin by a lake, I have a job that leaves me feeling fulfilled and quality people to share my time with. Absolutely no complaints whatsoever. 

I confess...

That as much as part of me still missing having a dog so bad it hurts I've made peace with the idea that I just don't want one at this stage in my life. I enjoy the freedom that being a pet free person gives me. 

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1 comment:

  1. I'm so jealous that you get to go camping. I'll be stuck working on the dreaded bathroom remodel.

    Good work with all the fitness progress.

    Thanks for joining in with Friday Confessional. Hope you're having a fabulous week!