Lenses, Puddles and Diets

Well.... Somebody got a job at a vision store.... Which means that somebody gets to play with all of the display frames and clean them and jazz.... :D I love my job. It's fabulous.

While I absolutely adore puddle-jumping in the proper attire, I'm not exactly jazzed to have no escape around a four inch deep pond in the middle of the Greenbelt. SO! Not my style.... '-' Then again, I suppose running isn't entirely my style, so maybe I'll just get used to it all. As our huzzah to almost cool down afterward, we decided to play on the spring horses, because the stupid park still doesn't have swings. Oh yes. And of course, being me, I forgot my camera. I have to admit though, for not having a bony butt, those dumb little equines really tenderize your coccyx. Not so fun.

I have to admit. My body frame is slightly ridiculous. I'm not saying that in a ridiculous self-loathing typical teenage girl way, I'm saying that from the view of a future physique model. The only reason I bring it up even, is because structurally I'm wide, and I'm ok with that. However, because of that I tend to pack more weight in weird places [like my back. What? Yeah.]. Because of this [this really all does tie in together, I promise] I have to monitor my metabolism, as any health conscious person should do. Really though, my current butt-kicking running buddy has one of the most disgusting dietary intakes ever! I'm not even kidding! True.... Occasionally he'll eat something healthy like a banana or something, but the rest of the time it's pretty much hydrogenated and partially hydrogenated oils and the like for the remainder of his diet. However, because he's such a running fiend, you'd never guess that his diet is crap. -Sigh- It's people like him who put my beautiful body to shame.... My lovely curves look like whale-like obesity comparably.... Granted, he's a guy, and doesn't entirely have curves, but metabolically speaking, I'm shamed. Sad day! Body shape and genetics ties together nicely though, seeing as I'm the only chicka in my family who's currently hard-core active. A few of my brothers are, but naturally they're leaner than me, which is completely understandable. With one of them being a personal trainer and physique model, it makes life easier with a built in support system one phone call and a few messages away. Love it. :D Anywho, my point is, I hate it when people eat all this crap and still manage to appear healthier than me. I mean come on! I have the ideal diet! It's so stupid! I don't understand! No worries though.... My GI tract probably likes me ten thousand stars better than his does his. Or something like that....

Ok, I'm pretty much done whining about all that jazz, so I suppose I'll go do something amazing. More amazing than usual.... Cheers! :D