Drop one, add five

So H dropped tennis, which was once a week, and replaced it with swimming (3x/week) and hockey (2x/week). And I dropped DWTS and ANTM, and replaced it with Rock the Cradle and, on occasion, The Bachelor. Hmmm, clearly my scheduling/balancing acts need some work. H did OK on hockey skates. She did comment on how hard it was (maybe now she'll give her brother some props!) but seemed to have fun. We'll stick it out this spring, but I will not be shedding any tears if she drops it after this session. She's already talking about taking hip-hop/poms next year, and she showed me a little routine she made up. Not sure I should be encouraging a rap that ends "You mess with me, I'll mess with you," complete with chicken-neck movement.

I wasn't going to watch Rock the Cradle, but when my friend Trish told me Rafael was one of the studio musicians, how could I not? It was kind of horrifically bad--I'm rooting for Crosby Loggins because, despite his uncanny resemblance to his dad and his Zippy-like pin-head (or was it just a badly proportioned jacket?), I agree with June Ambrose that he's "secretly sexy." He reminds me a little of Adam Levine--here we go with the dark brooding type again....

We had a couple days of actually decent weather recently so I went running for the first time since the Phoenix half in January. I ran 3 miles on Friday, and then 3.5 on Sunday. I actually feel OK--I think the only reason I survived the initial 3-mile run was because I was running with a friend, and sheer pride pushed me along (plus I think being in Telluride a couple weeks ago helped acclimate my lungs to a lack of oxygen). Of course, it's going to be 40-ish and gray for the foreseeable future, so it's back inside to the elliptical for now.