Monday: Rest day. T ball week 3. The best week thus far. Other than bumping a smaller boy a few times and then actually pushing him down, things went well. All the boys in his rotating group were being handsy and pushy, and while I wanted to go out there and fuss at him for being too rowdy, I kept my mouth shut and let the coach deal with it. They got to bat, run the bases and work on throwing. No tears = success!
Tuesday: 5 miles. Well, this was a weird day. Woke up to storms bearing down. Thought they would be done by 6 am, so went back to sleep and woke back up to more storms. Instead of getting up and on the mill, I went back to sleep. I figured I could go out post my first PTO meeting post working.
Well, we met at the bar and rest is history. I am not going to turn down beer if it is right in front of me. Decided to not feel guilty, but instead enjoy the company and take and extra rest day this week.
|Yep that is me being silly. I just saw the photographer right after I had taken a huge bite of my honey stinger waffle|