My triathlon is long over, my hormones should be back to whatever is normal for me. What other excuses do I have in my bag? Oh, yeah, I just flew in to town on Friday. Whatever. I am down quite a bit since yesterday so it probably did have something to do with the flying. Essentially, I have maintained my weight this summer, though I do think I look more toned, and people have been commenting, so that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
On a happier note, my half-marathon training is well underway. I ran 80 minutes with my husband today -- that's about 7 miles, maybe a little more. I was hot and decided to loop through the parking lot at around the hour mark to pick up a bottle of water that I had in a cooler in my trunk. I drank as much as I could while running (I'm not good at this) and then handed it to my husband. He had some and handed it back to me. After another big swig, I handed it to him. He had some more and then dumped out what was left! I was mad enough to kill him with my bare hands. Sure, it was only a swallow, but I wanted that swallow! I was hot, tired, thirsty, and irrational. He apologized profusely but it took me a while to get over it. He felt bad and wouldn't take any of the remaining bottle of water in the cooler when we got back to the car. I feel a little silly now for how mad I was.
Since I have running shorts phobia, I wore some new capris that I got at Target, which is probably the most underrated source for workout gear there is. They are made of a material that wicks away moisture, so I think they were probably about as comfortable as shorts. I wish I had the kind of legs that look good in running shorts (or any shorts) but at this point, I'm happier covering up, even if it means being a little warmer. I'll just call it heat conditioning. That might explain the Saga of the Water Bottle, however.
Tomorrow I have jury duty, and I have to report at 8:45. Since I ran today, I'm not sure what kind of workout I could get in during the early morning. Swimming takes too long and so does biking. I think I'll have to play it safe and hope that I'm not there all day long.