I hate sports on TV. Hate them. But the Olympics do something to me. Yesterday I snapped at Jared because he turned off the Lithuania-Argentina basketball game I was watching. I was transfixed watching Ariel Hsing play ping-pong. I stayed up way past my bedtime watching men's gymnastics. I loovveee ittttt.
Other then sitting in front of the t.v. watching other people work out, I did burn a few calories of my own this weekend. Saturday I embarrassed myself trying to pay games at Pioneer day in the 100 degree heat, and then later that day the AC unit in our apartment broke!
I'm going to go out on a limb and say that between jumping around outside playing volleyball, folding clothes in the third ring of hell (my apt), and driving to safety (my grandmothers house) in the pit of doom (my car, which also has no AC), I probably lost 5 lbs of water weight. This was promptly returned to me in the form of fat weight when Jared decided to make chocolate chip cookies.
In other news, Jared looks real cute in suspenders.
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