That’s pretty much what I did today. When I finally took the edge off venting my spleen at anyone who would listen, I decided to try to be productive and see if there was anything positive that I could take away from my conversation with the trainer yesterday. One of the things she mentioned was that I should drink at least a gallon of water a day. Now, I can knock back a half-gallon, no problem. That second half gallon has been brutal. I think I may need a pedometer to track the number of steps I take up and down the hall.
I took the SomewhatCowl to pub trivia tonight and got a few rows done. I knew I was nearly to the toe decreases on tsunami so I didn’t want to take it to the bar. CiC came in second, but they didn’t have any tee shirts or hats or anything so they’re buying us a round next week. I’ll take it in a pinch. Off to bed so I can attempt to hit the gym before work tomorrow morning.