I went for my second run today. I know my life has become so boring that I'm now blogging about jogging.

The thing about jogging though, is how much it hurts. I am so unbelievably unfit. But I've been enjoying myself because even though it hurts, I am determined to get fit. I want to be able to be happy about my body.

I don't care about my shape, or the amount I weigh. I just want to be healthy. There's something about having the ability to think to yourself: "I'm healthy, I eat the right things, I jog a couple of times a week". And having a healthy body means having a healthy mind.

Also I bought a fish. Meet Benedict the Siamese fighting fish: