Strange

I'm kind of depressed today. I'm not sure what triggered it. Actually, I lie: I know what's triggering it. I rationally understand it. I can turn it off, but I'm allowing my ego to have a little pity party and throw stuff around and kick the dirt and shove its hands in its armpits and sulk. Fucking ego. So useless and tiring.

Speaking of ego: I was fast tonight. Hella fast. I kept up with Michael until the final lap of our 25 minutes worth of fartleks tonight and I thought my heart just might burst out of my chest. Then, when we were doing drills (planks) one of the leaders said, "T-, get your bum down! Get that back flat" cause you should be able to balance a martini on your back whilst doing planks (it would be a shaken martini if it was perched on my back, I gotta admit) and Michael snickered and then a few seconds later the leader said , "Michael, get that bum up!" cause I guess his form wasn't so great either. Ha ha.

And then we got our new clinic shirts. I chose a small after I hemmed and hawed between small and medium. The woman in front of me looked at me and said, "A medium" and so I said "Small, please". I tried it on. It's fine. If I lose five pounds, which I need to do cause I've been having too many potlucks lately. It has nothing to do with the amount of wine I drink. Oh nooooo....