Nutrition update: After a very positive week last week, this week can only be called spotty. I don't have any real explanation, I just seem to have ran out of gas. After a week of daily salad, I probably only hit 3 days this week. Also ended up at McDonalds one day for no good reason. I guess the good news is a felt barfy after eating it. maybe my body is starting to reject it.
Anyway, I suspect my weight is steady at best. I've also avoided the scale which seems to be a behavior that crops up on these backslide weeks. I'll climb on tomorrow morning and see where I'm at. I might take a mulligan on weighing in at class though.
Exercise update: I seem to be in an exercise slump. If I don't make it to the gym today, this will have been a gym free week. It's not an activity free week, but no trips to the Y is unusual. I'm not sure what is going on there, except perhaps some sort of mid-winter doldrums.
I'm not real worried. I've walked the dog a lot and focused on getting less desk time at work by tracking my steps with my FitBit monitor.. I also have a pretty good ability to get back on track with exercise and I'm sure I will this week.
Random Musings: I have a complicated set of views on youth sports and athletics in general. I spent much of my childhood and early adulthood completely locked in on basketball. There was a lot of joy (and frustration, I am 5'8") that went with that but I also suspect that I missed out on developing some other interests and talents by being so myopic.
So my daughter's interest in playing has stirred mixed feelings in me too. She won't have the advantage of playing at a tiny high school where being slow and short can be overcome. I also don't want it to squelch her other budding interests. However she just wrapped up her 4th year in a developmental league at the YMCA and she enjoys it every year, regardless of her ability or limitations. In reality she gets better every year and has a positive regard for sports and competition. It's hard to find fault there (although there is a good amount of literature of competition being not so great, but I really like to compete).
All that philosophical stuff aside, we had a blast with her team this year. The kids are just old enough to be able to look like real ball and improve pretty quickly. I was able to co-coach with a dad that didn't make me crazy, in fact he was pretty cool and the girls really competed in a healthy way. It was awesome to see the change in my daughter, who still can't score in a game, but is willing to scrap and steal the ball and set screens on kids twice her size. The Y youth sports guy said she was a completely new player this year. I don't have any illusions about her future in the WNBA (or HS for that matter), but I'm still an awful proud Dad. Yesterday was our last game and we only had five players (and probably our 5 with the least ability). Hannah the asthmatic played all 40 minutes and competed all day. I counted 9 times she tied up someone for a jump ball and she played point guard when I asked her too and made sure we didn't turn the ball over. It was a revelatory day and I was proud of all 4'4" of her:)
The biggest change in me when working with young kids and sports is that 20 years ago I would have been talking to them endlessly about how to get better for HS. Now I realize that most of them won't play in HS and I just focus on having a really good year of 5th grade basketball. And we certainly did.... If I ever get back in a gym on a regular basis, I don't think I can ever put winning as the singular first goal again. I'd rather they have positive "forever memories" whether they win or lose and I think it can be done while still competing your brains out.
I wonder if that means I'm ruined.
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