A walk and a volleyball

Yesterday our cable/Internet randomly stopped working. It wasn't the storm, because it worked up until around 6'ish and then stopped. So, I couldn't update yesterday. I took the dog for a walk around the neighborhood. It was nice, and she loved it. We walked for 25 minutes. I probably could have stretched it to 30, but I wasn't sure if a side street was a dead end or not, so I didn't take it. It was not, and it would have given me a few extra walking minutes.

Technically, my goal yesterday was to make better food choices. I had a salad for lunch. It was a crappy salad. I was unimpressed. But, I continued my goal today and had a chicken salad croissant and 2 hard boiled eggs (with 4 eggs left for other lunches, yay!).

Today, Ben had research to do for school and couldn't go with me to the gym. I had laundry to put away anyway, so I was going to exercise at home today (leg lifts, crunches, upper body cardio, etc). Then, my sister got home and said her volleyball team was going to be short a player, they had a double header and could I be a sub. Hell, yeah! I ended up only playing 3 games of the six. They had an extra person show up and I let him play the second 2 games. Then, I subbed in the first and third games of the second match. I sat out the second game because my foot was starting to hurt.

There was a dude on the team whose attitude needed a major adjustment. He would roll his eyes, sigh and throw his shoulders around any time someone else messed up. Sometimes, he would even grant them a condescending remark. But, of course, HE was Olympic team material and anytime HE messed up, it wasn't a problem. Well, until the second match when he started messing up more. Then he would throw little mini tantrums. I decided to cheer and be extra supportive of the team to try to offset his negativity. The team morale did suffer because of him, but I'd like to think not quite as much as it would have otherwise. I even made a point to aim motivational messages at him when he was throwing his tantrums. So there, Oscar the Grouch (but that's an insult to Oscar).

I'd say total I played 35 minutes, if each game lasted 10 minutes and practice time. I'm at an hour and a half for exercise this week now. Getting there!

Since I was about to make dinner when Sara proposed going to volleyball, I didn't get a chance to eat before we left. I went to the grocery store later and got some tomato soup and cheese I can actually eat to make grilled cheese. Yummy. :)

That's all she wrote!