A reoccurring theme in my blog posts is how I lack hobbies. I can never figure out what to do in my free time, so I just end up watching 30 Rock until I can go to bed without being judged (I like going to bed at 10, okay?). Every time I think of something that might be a fun hobby, it’s too expensive or I know that I’ll be tired of it after 3 weeks and if I did spend money to do said hobby, it will be wasted. I’m also deterred by having to go somewhere to do something. I’m a real piece of work.
A second reoccurring theme in my blog posts is my desire to eat paleo. It’s the only diet that makes sense to me, but unfortunately it’s kind of hard to do, a little expensive, and I have a weakness for nachos. I’ve had some good runs on the paleo diet, but I can never seem to stick to it for more than a month. The first time I did it was right when I returned from Paris and the thought of bread made we want to vomit. I just ate fruit and vegetables while on the couch watching TV and I lost three pounds. Even my dad was impressed.
So where am I going with this? Somewhere, I promise – just wait for it.
And then the other day my roommates and I decided to watch reruns of past Victoria’s Secret fashion shows, because why not indulge in some self-loathing before going out on a Saturday night? Anyway, my female roommate and I were talking about how we could totally look like Victoria’s Secret models if we just ate well and exercised (duh). We are clearly both delusional and conceited, but that’s a whole other thing.
Then today I read an article on elle.com about how the fashion editor was going to try to turn herself into a Victoria’s Secret model. And I thought to myself, “hmm, that could be my hobby.” What if getting in shape a la Victoria’s Secret Angels was my hobby? It would kill two birds with one stone – I would have something to do after work to occupy my time – exercising, cooking, thinking about food but not actually eating it – and I would have to eat paleo. Can’t eat nachos and look like Candice Swanepoel. You just can’t.
Now obviously I’m smart enough to know that I am not committed enough to really do this. I like drinking wine too much and I am rarely motivated to exercise. But it would be a fun experiment for a week or two, right?
I'm getting tired just thinking about having to do this, but it would be an entertaining blog series at the very least. I'm should put more thought into this. More to come...
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