Last night my best friend came over and DH grilled out. I ate a small sirloin steak, some of which I shared with baby, mashed potatoes (with a little skin left in), sauteed mushrooms, and 2 whole wheat rolls. The only bad thing about my meal was that there was considerable butter on the mashed poatoes and rolls, but overall I think I did well. I didn’t eat anything else for the rest of the night. Afterwards, my best friend and I played DDR for almost 3 hours. It was a blast, even though I continue to suck at it. We were both breathless by the end. I fell asleep while putting the baby to bed and was out like a light.

Today, I had planned to go out this morning for my run, but baby was on an odd schedule and I had chores to do around the house. It just wasn’t a good idea for this morning. I would’ve preferred to go this evening, but I’m supposed to have a repair man come by and he said he would call me around 2, but it’s way past 2 now and no phone call. This is no surprise. I knew that if I waited on him, I’d be waiting all day. So I decided to go around 1.

This was stupid in so many ways. First, I forgot my water bottle. Second, it was blazing hot (95 degrees) and the sun was out in full force, and Third, IT WAS HOT. I couldn’t stand it especially with a new routine. So I did a 10 minute walk and  about 3 of the 90 second runs with 2 minutes in between before I couldn’t stand it. I continued to walk until 30 minutes was up and then baby and I got out of dodge. Luckily he had a sippy of water and seemed pretty happy the whole time. We were in the shade for the most part, (and he had extra shade because of his canopy) but I was not a happy camper.

Anyhoo. I will do my weightlifting when baby takes his second nap and then a nice long soak in the tub.