Wednesday with Wonder Woman revisited

I got my Wonder Woman underwear today! Yea! They look adorable on, I wish my thighs weren't so large, but oh well. I was in the absolute worst mood for most of today.

It all started waking up at 6:50 and I had to get the girls to swimming by 7:30 out at the West End. So of course we were late. Then I made the mistake of weighing myself at the gym there. I can work my rear end off, and the scale doesn't budge at all. I mean that work out last night was killer, as are most of them and the scale doesn't go anywhere except up. Brad, God bless him, he tries to be helpful by throwing things at me like, keep a food journal. Yeah, right, like I will remember to do that. I can't keep up with things I have to do, that's something that would be a real pain in the butt. Here's my today menu, 1 granola bar, 1 strawberry pancake. Lunch was a power ball thing and an Enviga and dinner was two tacos, homemade, grease drained off the 1/2 cup of beef, literally a sprinkle of cheese, a cup of tomatoes and 1/2 cup of lettuce and 1/2 of a chopped avacado. I drank about 12 glasses of water today too because we had a really tough pool workout that we did.

It was another one of those training things Brad was like, hey, you want to go to the pool, like I ever say no, but my reply was more like hmmph, grumble, snort whatever. I was pretty grouchy when he brought it up and didn't feel like being around anyone. But he persisted and I wound up going. Three of our girls suited up and came with so they could practice what they did today at tri camp. Wow, they did really well. My 13 year old was helping my five year old, and both of them did exceptionally. My 9 year old was doing laps and trying her hand at breast stroking.

Anyway, here's how our work out went, 300 meter warm up, 15 X 50 meter at race pace, and 150 meter cool down which I wound up doing 250 meters instead. All together that's what 1300 meters? Once again, Brad was like a torpedo, skimming through the water, then there was me. I look like a sea cucumber slogging along. Here I come, watch out. Brad was doing his 50's in like 35-38 seconds. I was consistenly 10 seconds behind him. I just didn't feel fluid. I felt like an old jalopy sputtering along. I guess it's just part of the way I was feeling today. I am still feeling that way I think. All grouchy and out of sorts.

But back to my original tirade, I can swim like that, eat like I did today and still be the woman with the cheese riddled thighs. That would probably be the reason why I am so pissy.

And to top it all off I am losing another toenail. Second one on my right foot. I lost it last season too. I can't wear any socks that are remotely snug fitting when I run. If I do, that toe on each foot hurts like crazy for days afterwards. So I wear my husband's Floppy the Banjo Playing clown sized socks and risk blisters. I noticed the color starting to change a little this morning. I should just cut that knuckle off of that toe and save myself the pain.

But anyway, at least my Wonder Woman undies came today. I wished they looked better, but alas! They look how they look! I am going to be a super hero for a whole mile and a half of my life. That's longer then some people get right?