Bermuda, bahama, come on pretty mama

Day 3. I feel good. I love it. I dont even think I lost any weight but its the mentality that Im loving right now. The first 30 days are always the hardest. I just have 27 days. Today I sort of ate out. I dont know, you tell me if it counts: Work was extremely busy and although we are allowed to take a lunch(I usually dont) we were so swamped that it was discouraged so our boss bought me and two other people some pizza. I was starving and I knew if I didnt eat, Id have binged right now. And it was a SMALL pizza. And I dont mean small as in the smallest pizza you could order, but the pizza was about the same length as my index finger, so I took ONE slice and it really slowly and chugged some water with it and then went back to snacking on my cashews. I guess it counts, but Im proud that I didnt eat 5 slices you know? Im a pizzaholic, man. LOL

Im listening to Kokomo. I love this song, its very feel goody. My friend Adriana might start going walking with me. Speaking of which, I have a confession for you guys. I didnt go walking last night. I honestly couldnt. I DID walk to the entire other side of my apartment to wash some laundry and then I took myself on down to the laundry mat because the dryers were broke. So I didnt laze around(remember, yesterday I worked the E.R. so I was on my feet ALL day, hustling.) but when I got home, my feet were so sore I couldnt walk anywhere else. I put some socks on and put my feet up and it felt good and I felt like I ate nice enough and was on my feet nice enough that I didnt need to feel guilty. Today wasnt an E.R. day so I'll catch up on my walking soon. I keep going to bed early, by 10ish because I know how important 8 hours of sleep is.

Ok thats it for now. Today is my nephews birthday, he is 1. Im sad that Im missing it.

UPDATE: Well, I just got done with an hour long walk! Ive GOT to find my pedometer because Im so curious as to how many steps I took. Also, in the past two hours my 12 yr old nephew has gotten himself a myspace account. Initially, I was sooo thrilled because I miss him terribly and have NEVER gone this long without seeing him. But then I go to it, and what he has written about himself is horrible, terrifying and I am just...disgusted. Thats not the same D.J. I left behind, and what pisses me off more is that neither one of his parents will care when I tell them about it. Its disturbing.