It's funny how I hate that things always get complicated, but they get complicated because I make them that way. I have no one to blame but myself.
The simple thing about this would have been to just admit that I'm not as interested in him as my body was and that my mind needs to be satisfied far more than my body ever does. I'm still waiting to find the person that can completely satisfy both of them, and The Viking definitely wasn't him.
You know... when I first started trying to lose weight, I honestly wondered whether or not it would actually work. I worried that it wouldn't matter how much exercise I got or how healthily I ate, I'd still be a complete blimp. So it was really surprising [and awesome] when I started to notice that I really was losing quite a bit of weight. I've gone down two pant sizes already and am now steadily losing. My boobs even feel smaller [sorry if that's TMI, I'm just really excited about it!]. I just feel so healthy, and the healthier I am the happier I feel.
Not to mention teenage boys checked me out at the mall today. Yeah, that definitely felt good.