Vee, morphine is really a mixture of butter, chocolate and sugar? Then why are junkies so skinny? Life's great mysteries, I guess. Also, in more disturbing news, I saw this when I popped in yesterday. You look lovely...?
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Mandy, I really can't do screaming kids, either. Sadly, I default to food when I should just pull a disappearing act.
She's cute, but good grief her scream is horrible.
Jen, that's my niece to a 'T'. Since she was born, her scream just tunneled into my brain. I had her outside yesterday, and she started crying, so I just said "Nope, no crying, you're outside on a nice day and your cousins are having fun. So you should, too." She's somewhat pandered by her parents and my wife, so she doesn't know how to handle my gruffness. Anyway, she was stunned by what I said, then proceeded to run around with my kids.
Anyway, yesterday was mostly good. I scored a B+ on exercise, with a good and consistent row. Weirdly consistent. Two 5500 meter rows, the first one was 0.1 second faster than the second one. The pace was slower than it should have been, but I think I'm recovering from my first 2K row from yesterday. A 2K is basically sprinting on the rower. It took me a little over 8 minutes on Tuesday, hoping to improve that time soon.
Foodwise, I get a C+. I was under the macros and under calorie, in spite of having a bag of Doritos, but then the dreaded Snack Monster reared its ugly head and I had a couple cookies and some ice cream. Still met the calorie goal, but not with the good kind of calories.