To celebrate, I got up early and christened my new swimsuit at the Y.  It felt SO good to be swimming, in a swimsuit that FIT and didn’t feel like  I was going to have a wardrobe malfunction if I breathed wrong.  (I really needed a new swimsuit, let me tell you.)  And it felt really, really good.

I like the first day of spring – for the last few days, I’ve been able to smell the first scents of dirt and the promise of growing things in the air.  I got tender, narrow shoots of asparagus yesterday at a farm stand, and they tasted fresh this morning with my scrambled eggs.  When I pulled into my driveway from my Remicade treatment yesterday at 7 pm, it was just turning to full dark from twilight.

Spring makes me happy.  It reminds me that I’ve survived another winter, and that better, warmer days are on hand.  I’m already looking forward to camping (yay, Pennsic!!!) and being outside.  I’m going to throw an outdoor tea this year.  I’m going to go to the ocean.  I’m going to spend at least one of my Wednesdays on the beach with a good book.

And I’m going to continue my healthy lifestyle.  Not a diet.  Not a “phase.”  A lifestyle.