I love that it shows me my sleep (which is actually better than I thought it’d be) and how many minutes of restlessness and wakefulness I had at night and I love that it makes me more aware of how much or how little activity I’ve had. She kicked my butt in number of steps last week, so I’ve been trying to step up my game this week. I even got a fitbit a couple weeks ago at the encouragement of my friend Julianne from Beyond Frosting. I actually think it’s quite mentally, as well as physically, good for me. And it’s one of the few times during my day that I actually stop doing and thinking about a million things at once and just relax a little. And yet, I always feel good after I work out. I’d gladly give it up if one day scientists discovered it was actually very bad for you. I have such a love-hate relationship with working out. Sure, I care about my weight, probably too much, but I hate it even more when I don’t feel good in my skin. So much of healthy eating and working out for me is about how I feel.

It’s kind of sad to not eat as much of the yummy stuff I make, and yet I feel much better in general when I feel healthier. Now I’m eating better, working out harder and eating very little of what I’m baking. I got way off track over the holidays, with so much going on and so much good food. So lately I’ve been trying to be healthier. Is it just me, or is it hilarious that the little things the conversation hearts say are all hip now with things like hashtags? Cracks me up.

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