Scott said something really funny last night. I told him that he looked really good and I like that he isn't as skeletal as he was when we got married. Then we got to talking about the many benefits of fat and he said fat looked good in some cases, such as on women's chests. My response was "dang." His reply: "That's okay. I realize you've sacrificed your boobs for running." True, true.
On a completely unrelated note, the DMR yesterday was so much fun! It was ridiculously hard and if it was another 20 meters there would probably be a different outcome (Catherine from Tufts was really kicking), but I'm glad we won.