First, let me get this out of the way: I've re-re-re-rejoined Weight Watchers. I've finally gotten okay with the notion that discarding "good" because it's not "perfect" is kinda silly. Yes, not everything they tell you is correct, yes some meetings are still soul destroying, yes the program isn't a perfect fit for my life. And yet... it fucking works. Week one, -13 lbs. It's really tough to argue with that. Of course there was the usually dismissive "because he's a man..." bullshit in the meeting...and as usual I was having NONE of that. "No, it's because I earned it. I work HARD for my loss. How many activity points do you have this week? I already have THIRTY." That kinda ended that line of discussion.

It was a decent week for running. The hamstring still isn't right but it keeps feeling better and I got 20 miles in this week. I'm going to have to take a look at my training schedule and make some changes. With the hamstring injury the 2:00:00 half just isn't going to happen. Not really a big deal, I just need to tweak the training and dump some of the speedwork for the next few weeks since that seems to aggravate the injury.

We picked up another bike for Doreen. She wanted to use her road bike from when she was a girl to start thinking about a triathlon but the problems are huge: It doesn't fit her, it's old enough and obscure enough that parts are a serious problem and it's in ROUGH shape. This weekend someone on Craigslist curb dumped a bike similar to hers but newer/better/in better condition so we drove by and picked it up. It needs cleaned, new brake cables and new tires/tubes but other than that, it's a fine example of an old school ladies 10 speed road bike. We should be able to put that back on the road for well under $100.

It's gonna be a rough week at work but so it goes. Speaking of, time to get back to it.