It was about 45 minutes before Bode’s bus was going to be here for me to pick him up when I had to make a crucial game-time decision: Do I or do I not have enough time to get the grocery shopping done and still make it to the bus stop on time? I went for it, dammit. I just. Went. For. It. I whipped through that grocery store like a rock star…not that rock…

What am I going to do? Act like I haven’t put on 5 pounds and 4% body fat since last year at this time? I do genuinely appreciate my friends that try to tell me it’s just water weight from the wine party, though. I’d love to believe that. But, I’ll tell you this: it was NO surprise to me when I saw these numbers on the screen. This time last year, I was training…