Someway, somehow, Spring Break is rapidly approaching. Eight entire days of nothing but beaches, sun, sand, drinks-- and bathing suits. Normally, there's a bit more time to mentally prepare before having to slip into a bathing suit, but this year, the days are escaping a little too quickly for my liking.
Last week as I was eating my weight in mac and cheese, or drinking my weight in Bud Lights/vodka sodas, my mind flashed to the bathing suit sitting in my closet, and the all too close date of when I'd have to put it on. Should I cut back on the chicken cutlets? Maybe limit my alcohol intake? Should I be on a spring break diet? And then, something fantastic happened. Just as quickly as that thought had entered my head, it disappeared, as if it never existed in the first place.
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And then I started laughing to myself. Because the more I thought about it, the more I realized I'm going to enjoy this life (and my body!) while I have it. So there are quite a few things I'd rather do than go on a Victoria's Secret Angle-esque diet before spring break:
1. Finish another series on Netflix
2. Take a (much-needed) nap
3. Organize the mountains of clothes piling up in my closet
4. Accidentally like a picture of your ex-boyfriend's sister's best friend from four years ago
5. Wear nothing but crocs for the rest of my life
