An Athlete After All?

I really don't have any trouble admitting my lack of athletic abilities. I accepted that I was more of a reader & writer than a sports star A LONG time ago. Understandably then, it always surprises me when people recruit me for some athletic event: i.e. playing on a kickball team or running a 5K. It almost always ends in disaster. (Look at MVP Announces Retirement if you don't believe me!)

After being "selected by the students" to play on the faculty team for the Teacher vs. Students Volleyball Fundraiser Game yesterday, it began to hit me: I am asked to do these things because I am FUNNY doing it. I'm not so convinced that this is a positive thing; however, I'm a good sport, so I signed on. Our team name was the MEAN MACHINE, and, in tribute to the 2005 movie The Longest Yard, we dressed as convicts. After the getting dressed up part, my talent pretty much went out the window. (Again, I ask you: Who does this at their job?)

Note to self: You can still be "picked last" as an adult.

At the beginning of the game, I was quite aware of the "strategic" positioning and substituting going on so that I was no where near the net - or any action for that matter. In fact, for probably the first ten minutes of the game, I wandered around like a random off the street who just happened to show up "in uniform." (It didn't help matters that I was the ONLY one who didn't get the memo about bright orange jump suits and showed up in a striped obesity get-up instead.) My hopes for re-defining myself in the athletic arena were not looking good. And, after the slow start, I was completely prepared for some kind-of royal mishap or glorious fall...

HOWEVER, believe it or not, I am happy to report today that I played well. I even got BOTH of my serves in the box and hit ONE pretty good "dig." Today, my picture was all over the media! Take that you mockers.

The moral of the story: If you are bad at most things, then people praise you when you do one or two things right. It is really the way to go! (The striped suit, by the way, is NOT such a good route for me.)

Check out pictures at SwoCo Blog if you are interested.

Have a good weekend and look for a Halloween update soon!

The Weight is OVER...

...Literally OVER. (Are you tired of my bad puns yet?)

If you guessed that my weight was 2 pounds OVER last week's weigh in, you are the big winner. Stink.

So it was a bad week, I'm owning it. Tomorrow is a new day.

Other hilariousities:

One, my friend Megan starved herself today for the WW weigh-in. In fact, she was so hungry that she actually brought a slice of pizza in her purse and ate it DURING the meeting. Ridiculous!! (P.S. She is at WW so she can lose weight before riding a MULE in January down the Grand Canyon --- this puts my motivation to shame.)

Two, the "coach" at Weight Watchers tonight actually said: "It is very important that you drink your 48 ounces of water because lack of liquids lead to dehydration, which can cause death. If you are deceased, you will never make your goal weight." Wow... so encouraging and practical. Haha.

The Weighting Game

No really... don't.

This is a little game I like to play with myself on Wednesdays. Why? Because Wednesday is Weight Watcher's Weigh In Day. This is the day that I get to find out what kind-of damage all the Kettlecorn, cupcakes, Halloween candy, and chips & salsa has done in the past week. This is also the day that I get to refuse my regular afternoon snack in hopes of saving an extra .2 lbs from the scale. This is a very scary day.

My meeting is at 6PM tonight. I am headed to the gym right after work to sweat off another.2 lbs. Every little bit helps!!

I'll report back tomorrow.