so this week, i started running again. i have to do it, otherwise i never will. i want to start good habits before i go off to college in the fall. there is no way i'm gonna gain the freshman 15. i haven't really ran for a couple months, so i thought i was gonna die on the run i planned on doing. i ran around my block, and there are a couple hills and its about a mile and 3/4, so its a pretty good run. the first time i was able to get through it. i was happy. it just sucks that right before i get back home there is a steep ass hill. it feels good to do something again. i want to keep running, and i'm going to start expanding my run. so i'm gonna make it longer and longer. i wonder how much i can push myself. i'm aiming for 6 miles by the end of july/august. so we'll see what happens. i love it, i really do. no matter how much it sucks while doing it, i love the feeling afterward. i know that while my boyfriend is home i'll be getting a good workout, because i'm gonna work out with him and he's gonna whip my ass into shape. it'll be fun (i hope) i can't wait till he comes home!!!!! only 8 days!!