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I LOST A POUND!

Though it's not friday morning when I usually count these things, I step on the scale nearly every day. Always the same thing, between 138 and 139.5. EXCEPT TODAY! I saw 137.0. Woohoo! It's gonna stick for sure because I have refound my motivation.

As I slept in this morning and did not go to the pool. haha.

But I needed sleep and I don't regret it.

Yesterday's supper ended up being the pita pizzas. and I only had half of one and that's lunch today. I think yesterday was a low cal day, with edamame for lunch instead of a big salad or sandwich or whatever. Plus at the end of TOM I used to always see a loss. So I'm back.

I did a very quick version of my TT workout. Instead of 3 sets of each thing I only did 2 and then just 1 for the last. We were almost late for ball so I did not do any running. Though I suppose running to first 6 times and then walking to the bench could be some kind of interval training. (I struck out the first time, then I got out on first every other time. I hate ball, more later). I went with everyone for a beer after the game and didn't have anything. then when everyone went for wings at the bar, I went home and had a small bowl of raisin bran. healthy healthy. (I read a review of cereals in Oxygen magazine one time and it said that Raisin Bran was one of the healthiest cereals, particularly for fibre. The other ones they said were good I'd never seen before, weird hippy food that you probably can't get here anyways. I just remember Raisin Bran because I like it).

Anyway, I completely hated ball. After my crappy batting, I played batcatcher. (is it backcatcher? is it 2 words?). growing up I played catcher for softball, and had the full equiptment and everything. I was fine. I was awesome. But slow pitch has no equipment (don't get me started on trying to run to first with no helmet, I actually screamed out "I'm scared of the ball" on one trip to first.) and so I because scared of the ball (since I used to stop grounders with my shins it sorta hurt). Now I can't even play catch because I can't remember how to throw properly and I'm afraid I'm gonna hit the batter when I throw to the pitcher, so it always goes almost to first base. I did catch 2 pop flies and get people out so everyone was like, "you did so good, you have play more often, you're on the team now" but I don't want to. The whole time I felt like what a claustrophobic feels like in an elevator. Just uncomfortable, panicky, stressed. It's ridiculous I know, and nobody understands that. PLUS I'm mad that I suck so bad. I hate being that girl.

Anyway, today I'm hitting some stores on my way home for yard stuff. Then I've gotta get a good ride in on the bike tonight and grease it up to make sure it's working good. Then at 8 it's good tv time so that's it for me. tomorrow will also be mellow and relaxed (maybe some visiting, maybe some house cleaning and laundry?) Gonna get ready for my race on saturday. The whole thing shouldn't take longer than like 1/2 an hour but whatever, it's still my first triathlon and I'm excited about it.

Anyway, pretty busy at work here lately, so hopefully that keeps me distracted from eating (though I can only eat the food I brought so I'm alright).