
2. I’ve pretty much kicked bootie on my runs the past week or so… 12 miles on Saturday, 6 miles on Monday, 5 miles on Tuesday, and 6 miles yesterday.
3. Cliff went to the last regular season Mavs game last night (they won – woohoo!) and I went to bed early. I was super excited about my slumber.
4. My favorite quote this week was when I asked Jessie where he and Cliff went to dinner last night before the game. He wrote back and said they had salads and talked about how they need to be more patient and attentive husbands.
5. I’m looking forward to lunch with friends at Great Outdoors today. Why can’t Subway make a fat-free (or even low-fat) tuna sandwich?
6. Since I have lunch plans, it will be my first day this week to forgo my lunchtime run. I feel a tad bit guilty about it. Although I can still workout from 3-4 and maybe run a few miles when we get home from work.
7. Tomorrow morning is going to be an EARLY wake-up. My flight to North Carolina leaves at 6:15. I need to get there early enough to park in the remote lot. YAWN.
8. It’s getting up to 80 degrees now during the day, and the pool temperature is getting a bit less frigid. GusGus went for his first swim yesterday.

9. He was visibly upset when the swimming fun ended. He decided to go outside and lay down by his life jacket.

10. Masters Zones was insanely fast. 1:04 in the 100 breast and 4:25 in the 400 IM? Yeah, I'm thinking my "swimming 2 days a month" plan wouldn't have been very successful.
11. I watched the Ohio Grand Prix swimming coverage on Universal last night. It was very odd to see hairy male swimmers. Beards, chest hair, etc. Odd.
12. We're done with Season 2 of Damages, and now we have 3 discs at the house (1 episode of "Breaking Bad" and 2 discs of "Lost"). At least "Lost" is quite the commitment. Season 2 of True Blood comes out next month. Soooooooookie.
13. The 10-day Bikram pass that expires after 40 days stresses me out. I'm always counting the number of sessions completed (6) and the number of days left (15ish).
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