an attempt to get healthy.

I got a job. It’s a terrible job. But it’s not manual labor so it’s not the worst job. Things were crazy there for a little while, and I was eating a lot of fast food. I’m back on track now though.

I feel like I have things under control. Not just with food, but with the majority of my life.

Getting a job gave me that much confidence? I guess so.

In other news, my jogging buddy moved home for the summer. I miss my friend :( But I need to grow a pair and learn how to do things by myself.