Can you say "foot in mouth"?

I had a delightful conversation with my boyfriend this morning. Here's the recap:

JP: What kind of workouts were you doing over the summer?

ME: Why?

JP: I saw some pictures of you and you looked really good. Skinny.

ME: So, does that mean I look fat now?

JP: No, I just think you should go back to whatever workouts you were doing then.

**Aside—I was in the middle of training for a triathlon, which included 5-6 workouts a week, sometimes twice a day.

ME: Thanks for ruining my day.

JP: I didn't mean anything bad. I just meant you looked good over the summer. Are you wearing bulkier clothes now?

ME: Grunt.

JP: You look stronger now. Really buff. Stronger than me.

ME: Aren't you late for work?

One plus pup

The last few weeks have been a bit of a challenge for me. I'm still been working out with my trainer, but those are about the only workouts I've done. Translated to: no cardio. This is actually really unusual for me because I enjoy running, especially in the early morning when no one's out. There's a reason for my cardio demise—I'm a mother! Sort of. I recently purchased a golden retriever puppy, Grace. She is an absolute delight! But since she's a puppy, I'm waking up several times throughout the night to take her out to the bathroom. My normally sleepless nights have become even more sleep-deprived. I'm not bothered by it though. She'll eventually get her routine down and then I won't be left with any excuses not to run. Hmm....I hope she remains a puppy forever!

Water is my friend

I had a nice run this morning. Nothing too crazy. Nothing too fast. And it felt good. The feeling didn't last long. When I was getting dressed for work, I pulled on a pair of pants and had to shimmy my way into them. Not good. Water diet from here on out.