Peanut Butter

I had this weird craving for peanut butter last night.  I didn't run out and get some but I thought that the craving was really weird.  I never even had peanut butter around my house before the project.  Sometimes I would get almond butter for an almond butter sauce (with the coconut milk the almond butter seems to make it seem richer), and then sometimes I would get cashews because I'm a sucker for cashews.  But peanut butter was never a big staple in my kitchen.  I could only assume that it's some childhood memory or something.  PB & J was a staple growing up.  PB, Banana, and honey was my favorite.  And the mega tasty PB and bacon which was a random treat.  But honestly thinking about that sandwich makes me want to throw up right now.  I don't crave it today, which is really weird to me that I was craving it last night and then didn't have any and now I don't crave it at all.  I was satisfied with my normal breakfast and am looking forward to lunch.  Cravings are weird.

I can't believe we are so close to the end.  Time just kinda slipped by.  The workouts are harder so it's not like I can just coast through the next couple weeks, but knowing the end is near makes it easier to just do the workouts and eat the right way.  I guess it's just the feeling it would be pointless to give up now, it would a waste of the time we already put in.

I want to pull off some badass jumprope trick.  I'm getting really loose and comfortable jumping around but in terms of the tricks I haven't pull off anything.  I try and fail.  I guess I just have got to try try again.

I was walking down the street the other day and got really angry at my belt.  My pants were about to drop to the ground, and I was on the move so I got a little frustrated.  But then I was like, "this is what it's all about right?  Feel proud instead of angry, and buy a new belt."  Simple enough.