Oh joy and rapture

I wrote a long application/query before Christmas for Shape magazine (it is for 12 600-word articles over the course of a year). Specifically, it is for their weight loss diary.

They wanted to know why I thought I could succeed now. And I simply stated, I think I can succeed now because I will be doing this regardless of whether or not I am chosen. That I have my goals, and I have a plan (of sorts) and I have motivation and will.

And so, I am starting my weight loss plan version 3.15 (hmm, bug fixes) with a goal of losing 34 pounds over the course of 2003. That would put me at 160 lbs, where I was in college, back to a size 12 (granted, I still wear size 14s a lot now, so size means mostly nothing), and hopefully healthier as a whole.

Yeah!

And I am going to walk home in the snow today. Beauty in motion.

And just before bed...

I wrote this lj entry.

So, I did walk home from Federal Street, Boston to Somerville. It took 1 hour and 5 minutes to walk along the snowy route (bus 92, specifically). The route is approximately (as far as I can tell from MapQuest) about 3.36 miles. Not too bad for snow-covered streets and one annoying traffic problem.

I then checked my email, which told me that ye olde GM creature was home sick and that we could have our mini session early, and so I went and got a bus pass (much sighs for my stupidity aside) and met up for mini gaming.

Chloe talked to her coach (she went home to France). He will not change what he did to her, admits to it, and apparently gave her the pendant. He is not aware that she knows a lot more than she is letting on. So, life is sort of good.

However, her coach is still working with her boyfriend and it looks like he is doing something to Xavier that is less than healthy. So, Chloe left France feeling disconnected from her boyfriend by both the distance to the States, the distance of time (4 months or so apart), and the distance of events (well, Chloe has been beaten by a ravenger and mauled by a werewolf among other things). So, Chloe gets to start off the next session mildly depressed.

And then I went back to Davis to catch bus 90, which just left as I was getting to the stop, so I continued to Powderhouse and caught the 89. And then I came home and had a single piece of chocolate and some potato things and checked email and did stuff and now I am going to stretch a bit and then probably go to bed.

Yeah.