winning

yesterday was a day of victory and defeat.

work went by pretty quickly thanks to a book delivery from our friend buck (of trivia fame). he'd been yelling at me to read "the hunger games," so he brought it by to encourage me a little more. i'm having a tough time deciding how much to read it. i've heard by the time i get to the middle of the book, i'll run right through it. while this is fantastic, i'm terrified that i'll get hit with things to do and not be able to give it the attention it needs (or at least that i want).

i got home and put on my running gear. this was exciting in itself, seeing how it was almost 90 degrees outside and my stomach kind of hurt. i waited around till alex got home so i could see him before he took my car for a bit. turned out he decided to wait to go till today. i figured i might as well take off and get the run in so i could make some dinner. it was tough. the run itself felt okay, my body wasn't sore or too tight and my breathing was fine. it was just hot. but with a really strong headwind for most of the run.

when i finished i felt like i'd just been hit with a ton of bricks. everything just started hurting the second my run turned into a walk. i got home and hit the floor. then a weird headache came over me and my stomach hurt turned into sharp pains. i was pretty sure it was just not being used to the heat, and probably drinking a little less than i normally do. whatever the case, i decided it was time to take it easy.

after i got out of the shower, alex volunteered to make baked spaghetti (his now specialty since i can coach him through it from the couch) so i could rest. in the mean time i got to do some embroidery on a pocket for the apron i did the other day. by the time dinner was ready i was feeling normal again.

we were excited to watch "the biggest loser" finale, fast forwarding through most of it. but then we remembered that there were tornadoes the night it came on. which meant weather for the last hour of the show. which meant we missed the entire end of it and still don't know the winners. i do know that irene was voted the third finalist, so i guess my ten votes paid off.

after a couple episodes of "united states of tara," i finished up the apron while alex watched the mavs game. i can't watch good games. i need to be in another room. i get too anxious and nervous and i can't sit still. once again we were losing when we turned it on. and once again we came from behind for the win. i felt really bad for the thunder. granted, we should have destroyed them. but it's so heartbreaking to more or less lose twice each game when the other team comes back from a 10-15 point deficit. whatever the case, the mavs are in the finals, so everyone's really excited around here.

despite the fact that my run wasn't the best, i was excited that i managed to get in a run, eat a good meal (no, i didn't fix it myself, but it's my recipe and i gave instructions), get some sewing in, and watch some great shows. overall my day was a win.