Ouch Karma.

Happy New Year! 2012 has arrived and hopefully by the end of it, I wont be a sack of flab and a nutritional black hole.

There was no post yesterday because my ex-cross-country-runner husband informed me I am supposed to take a break from the running every few days, to allow my muscles to heal a little. So there was no running yesterday. Unfortunately, there was a dollar menu cheeseburger for breakfast, soda at an otherwise healthy (I think?) lunch, and pizza at work. I also did not stretch at all yesterday, like an idiot. And I don't think I had a single mouthful of water all day.

So today was really hard. I assume because I didn't utilize my 'day off' properly, and filled my body with crap. I don't know if it actually works like that, but at least in a karmic sense, I assume that was the reason. At any rate, thinking like that might help me say no to the junk in the future.

In other news, James and I are thinking about moving to somewhere else in the area. We're here until at least July, since he has to have knee surgery again, and through conversation with co-workers I've discovered we're paying too much as it is. Besides, Jacksonville kind of sucks. We're thinking about heading to Swansboro, or to Sneads Ferry...or even to North Topsail. All of which are smaller towns, closer to the beach (Topsail IS the beach), and probably easier to get to base from. When we moved here, we thought it would be an easy drive for him since base is so close...in reality, the traffic on the main drag in town turns a twenty minute drive into an hour and a half in the mornings and evenings. In the end, it will probably be more gas and time efficient to live a little further away, but have a route that doesn't go through the front gate.

In light of that, it's back to the local job search for me! It would have been inevitable anyway, as I suspect hours at Victoria's Secret will not be quite so reliable once all the holiday and semi-annual sale fervor has ended. Meanwhile, I'm still sending applications and resumes all over the country for when James is out of the Marines. Keep your fingers crossed for me...I know for a fact I've made it to the second stage of the selection process for my dream job in Honolulu, so maybe, just maybe, this time next year I'll be posting from the islands.