Week 1... stand still, look pretty

First week of a personal revolution, better than what I expected, in a diet way of speaking.

I have to eat more often than what I'm used to it, and healthier. I miss processed sugar a lot! when I see sweets and bread and energetic drinks, my mouth waters like crazy. But I had the chance to rediscover something I've totally forgot I love: fruits... the sweetness of a ripe mango, the taste of a golden papaya, the tanginess of a super green kiwi... mmm, that really is the best part of this diet.

I didn't go crazy as I thought I would, that I would be dreaming about counting calories and crying out loud every time some said the C word (chocolate...). But not at all. I haven't even been cranky. And I'm loving the feeling of being doing something nice for my health and gentle for my body.

The gym is the one thing that I'm not truly dedicated to. I went what? twice this week. I did 45 minutes of cardio and called the day. Although, I'm sure that's better than nothing. And something great came with the gym: seeing an old big love, remaining good friend, that I hadn't seen in forever. He's still cute. Not single though.

Other things haven't been so kind, unfortunately. People who love to talk shit. People who can't take responsibility for their actions. People who acussed you of being someone you're not. People who use you as a escape goat to avoid to deal with their problems. People who's just not worth to have in your lives, but people you'll miss no matter what. In the emotional side it's been a hard week, but things happen for a reason and He doesn't give you more shit that the one you can take.

As always that things go wrong, I turn it around. Now I have a beautiful black hair. The change has to come from every single place you can reach. I'm loving my new me: new hair, new attitude, new goals.

And as every night I said to myself, Of course you're beautiful... inside and out.