Damian finally had his first baseball game today. He normally plays catcher, however, for whatever reason tonight he was in the outfield. I was sitting there watching the game when one of D's teammates says to his stepdad "remember when you called me nothing?" There was a pause, I couldn't see him, but can't you just see the guy looking around guiltily to see who heard? Then the stepdad says "I didn't call you nothing, I said you're nothing compared to me." What kind of person says that to a kid? You know what the kid hears? Exactly what D's teammate said he heard "you're nothing." I am too nice, I wanted to punch that guy and tell him to treat his kids more respectfully and that he is nothing, however, I did not. Unfortunately, I have to listen to this guy for D's entire season.
I decided to try to work on increasing my speed. I did fartlek's . . . or at least my version of fartlek's. I didn't run fast for very long, I tried to increase the distance the farther in my run I went, but they were pretty short. The entire run was a minute faster than my usual time, 32 min instead of 33 and I definitely feel the extra effort in my shins tonight.
I forgot to weigh myself this morning. I read somewhere that contrary to what most diet plans out there, you should weigh yourself daily to see what your body is up to. I don't know if that's true, but it seems to coincide with my obsession with the scale lately. I am only using Friday weigh-ins as my official weight. Anyway, I decided to weigh myself after my run this evening.
Surprise, surprise, I am down to 167 again (I realize there's a .6 there, but 167 sounds better, don't ya think). I had to take a picture to have proof that I really go down that far. I'm sure by tomorrow morning (or at least Friday morning) I'll be back to 170. In fact, I decided to weigh myself after my shower, and I had gained 1.2 lbs in the shower. Interesting.
That's a much better picture of my feet than those horrible ones of my blisters. :-)