What a wonderful day with family today!
Mike and I took Macy to Hayward, WI, which is about 70 miles from here - to a place called Wilderness Walk. It's 35 acres of trails and animals, kind of like a zoo, but you can pet a lot of the animals and feed them. Macy loved it!
We stopped at a gas station on the way there and I got a couple of "nutrition" bars. I looked for low sugar content. I got two bars and each had 18 grams of sugar. I was really hungry before I ate them and feeling a little shaky. I felt ok after eating them, yet a hour or so later while walking the trails looking at the animals, I felt somewhat ill. Why can't I comprehend that I DON'T TOLERATE SUGAR WELL???
Seems like everything makes me burp. UGH. At least the bars didn't give me heartburn!
We went out to eat at Famous Dave's at the end of the day. It's a beautiful Northwoods location, right on the lake, and was the first one he opened. I got a burger and ate 3/4 of it without the bun, then a couple of bites of beans and cole slaw. I skipped the potatoes and corn muffin, which I love.
Felt good afterwards...like I ate just enough but didn't overdo it.
The ride home was nice and relaxing...Macy didn't sleep but was very good in the car - she just looked out the window and jabbered and commented on the scenery. LOL
One more day to enjoy and then it's back to work!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Day 90 - Practicing Mindfulness
I should change the title of this blog to something to do with food, since that's what I usually talk about.
After I spent that long run yesterday burping and having heart burn, I decided I was going to be more careful with my food choices to spare myself the discomfort of all that business. Sure, spicy sausage tastes good when I'm eating it, but I pay for it later!
While I was on that run, burping away...hahaha I had a couple of revelations about food. I decided that:
1. I will strive to practice some level of control in all of my interactions with food. No, I may not be perfect and I will have slips, but my goal will be to not do what I've done on my past cheat days... which is to eat until I am sick and then feel awful for hours afterwards.
2. I will eat less than I think I need... wait awhile, and if I'm still hungry will allow myself more.
Yesterday I bought a bag of almonds. They were really good, there I was munching away... when I said to myself, "put the bag down. You've had enough." The bag had 2.5 servings in it, and I'd probably had 2 servings already. Well, I didn't WANT to put them down, I wanted to keep on popping 'em in my mouth. It was painful, but I forced myself to set them aside. About 10 minutes later, I had forgotten about them. Food victory #1!
I had scrambled eggs for a late lunch after court. I was all alone in the house and I just wanted to get onto the computer, sit on the couch and shovel the eggs into my mouth while reading Facebook posts. But I didn't. I am making an effort to pay attention when I am eating, to practice mindfulness, to actually sit and focus on my meal, chew my food and enjoy what I am eating. So I sat down a the dining room table by myself, looked out the window and slowly ate my eggs with a glass of water. Food victory #2!
Last night we had to drive Hailey out to her friend's campspot for the weekend, which is over an hour away. On the way back, Mike wanted to stop at DQ. I immediately felt anxious. Of course I wanted a peanut buster parfait, blizzard or something else with at least 1,000 calories. I got a Dilly Bar instead which is 220 calories and 19 grams of sugar. Mike got a banana split and Pips had a hot fudge sundae. Her sundae looked delicious but it was funny because all she wanted was my Dilly Bar. She kept saying "my chocolate!" and demanding I give her bites...lol Anyway, I finished my treat and started staring down Pips' sundae...surely a little girl would need help finishing that thing. hahahaha The hot fudge looked so scrumptious. I had about four bites of it (not huge bites), then told myself NO MORE. I put the spoon down and told my brain that was it. Not too bad! Food victory #3!
I was so freaking exhausted when we got home... I hadn't slept well the night before and was dead on my feet. Pips had fallen asleep in the car so we got her ready for bed and laid her down. I was changed and into bed within 5 minutes...sleeping about a minute later!
I woke up an hour later... like a woman possessed. I NEEDED SOMETHING. Like, to eat. NOW. I went down stairs like a zombie and opened the pantry door, grabbed a box of Life cereal (which I have seen many times and consistently avoided due to the high sugar content) and poured some into a plastic bowl. I went back up to bed, ate the cereal dry and then promptly fell asleep.
I woke up around 8 the next morning with a nasty taste in my mouth... feeling guilty like I had done something naughty.. knowing I'd had SUGAR (bad,bad) and then I'd gone to sleep with it coating my teeth (and probably storing in my fat cells. LOL!)
Ok, that was not a food victory, but it wasn't TOO bad. I should've had a better nighttime snack, of course. Maybe the Dilly Bar kickstarted my sugar cravings or something.
I got up, put on workout clothes and went on a 5-mile run. Another victory! I think I burned up those glucose stores.
Progress, not perfection... as they say. If I do not allow myself a little treat when I go to the Dairy Queen with my family, I will go insane. So, I guess my goal is just to practice moderation and to win the fight against food...most of the time.
After I spent that long run yesterday burping and having heart burn, I decided I was going to be more careful with my food choices to spare myself the discomfort of all that business. Sure, spicy sausage tastes good when I'm eating it, but I pay for it later!
While I was on that run, burping away...hahaha I had a couple of revelations about food. I decided that:
1. I will strive to practice some level of control in all of my interactions with food. No, I may not be perfect and I will have slips, but my goal will be to not do what I've done on my past cheat days... which is to eat until I am sick and then feel awful for hours afterwards.
2. I will eat less than I think I need... wait awhile, and if I'm still hungry will allow myself more.
Yesterday I bought a bag of almonds. They were really good, there I was munching away... when I said to myself, "put the bag down. You've had enough." The bag had 2.5 servings in it, and I'd probably had 2 servings already. Well, I didn't WANT to put them down, I wanted to keep on popping 'em in my mouth. It was painful, but I forced myself to set them aside. About 10 minutes later, I had forgotten about them. Food victory #1!
I had scrambled eggs for a late lunch after court. I was all alone in the house and I just wanted to get onto the computer, sit on the couch and shovel the eggs into my mouth while reading Facebook posts. But I didn't. I am making an effort to pay attention when I am eating, to practice mindfulness, to actually sit and focus on my meal, chew my food and enjoy what I am eating. So I sat down a the dining room table by myself, looked out the window and slowly ate my eggs with a glass of water. Food victory #2!
Last night we had to drive Hailey out to her friend's campspot for the weekend, which is over an hour away. On the way back, Mike wanted to stop at DQ. I immediately felt anxious. Of course I wanted a peanut buster parfait, blizzard or something else with at least 1,000 calories. I got a Dilly Bar instead which is 220 calories and 19 grams of sugar. Mike got a banana split and Pips had a hot fudge sundae. Her sundae looked delicious but it was funny because all she wanted was my Dilly Bar. She kept saying "my chocolate!" and demanding I give her bites...lol Anyway, I finished my treat and started staring down Pips' sundae...surely a little girl would need help finishing that thing. hahahaha The hot fudge looked so scrumptious. I had about four bites of it (not huge bites), then told myself NO MORE. I put the spoon down and told my brain that was it. Not too bad! Food victory #3!
I was so freaking exhausted when we got home... I hadn't slept well the night before and was dead on my feet. Pips had fallen asleep in the car so we got her ready for bed and laid her down. I was changed and into bed within 5 minutes...sleeping about a minute later!
I woke up an hour later... like a woman possessed. I NEEDED SOMETHING. Like, to eat. NOW. I went down stairs like a zombie and opened the pantry door, grabbed a box of Life cereal (which I have seen many times and consistently avoided due to the high sugar content) and poured some into a plastic bowl. I went back up to bed, ate the cereal dry and then promptly fell asleep.
I woke up around 8 the next morning with a nasty taste in my mouth... feeling guilty like I had done something naughty.. knowing I'd had SUGAR (bad,bad) and then I'd gone to sleep with it coating my teeth (and probably storing in my fat cells. LOL!)
Ok, that was not a food victory, but it wasn't TOO bad. I should've had a better nighttime snack, of course. Maybe the Dilly Bar kickstarted my sugar cravings or something.
I got up, put on workout clothes and went on a 5-mile run. Another victory! I think I burned up those glucose stores.
Progress, not perfection... as they say. If I do not allow myself a little treat when I go to the Dairy Queen with my family, I will go insane. So, I guess my goal is just to practice moderation and to win the fight against food...most of the time.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Sometimes I Surprise Myself (Day 90)
Today has been a pretty exciting day. We spent the day setting up shop in our new office location downtown. It was the first time I've seen the inside, and it is gorgeous and HUGE. Everything is new. Plus, I have my OWN OFFICE! I have never had my own office before, I've always had to share. I had fun unpacking all my stuff and setting up. Then, Mike came down to see everything and I gave him a tour of the building.
Our bosses bought a bunch of delicious pizzas for us to have for lunch. They must've had 20 pizzas, I'm not kidding. Ok, I have weird habits with food. When we have pizza at home, I take a few slices, scrape off the toppings and give the crust and bottom layer to the dog. People who are not related to me and who do not love me may certainly find this weird, wasteful and annoying. LOL I had to be discreet about doing it with my co-workers. I had one slice of sausage and one pepperoni (just the toppings) and hold the carbs. It was delish. This will become important later. haha.
Hmmm...but I was still hungry so when I was figuring out the parking ramp I'll be using while at work, I decided to get a grilled chicken salad.
It was a gorgeous day today (downtown, too!!! No lake wind and NO fog, two days in a row, I could NOT believe it!!!) and I enjoyed strolling around, getting used to the new location. The long holiday weekend was stretching out ahead of me and I started thinking about when I was going to complete my long run for the week. I started dreading it, thinking ughhhh I wish I could skip it... then I had another thought. It's a beautiful day! I will do it tonight! It was actually rather warm, around 75 - but suddenly this seemed like a great idea to me.
I finished up work around 5, went home and got changed for the run. Mike picked Macy up for me, and I was planning to already be running before they got home - but I was stalling and dragging my feet and was still around when they arrived. Poor Mike was running around trying to take care of Pips, grill steaks, wash dishes, etc. Yes, I do have a wonderful husband. I started to re-think the run, and told him "maybe I should do it another day..." I cannot even EXPRESS to you how much I DIDN'T want to do it.
While Mike went to change, Macy kept trying to crawl up the stairs. I was trying to put the gate up and she was getting mad, pulling on it and screeching - so I picked her up and she gave me several good kicks in the shins with the hard little shoes she was wearing. It hurt a lot and I almost cried... not just because of the kicking but because I was feeling sorry for myself and didn't want to run!
When I put on my workout clothes, I looked in the mirror and thought, "my thighs look huge! Not fair! I work so hard!" I felt like crying.
Ok, so when I started off on the run I was in a terrible mood, it was hot, the sun was beating on me and I was REALLY doubting myself. I started off just walking down the sidewalk, and praying in my head...asking God to help give me the strength to do the run. I looked at my watch as I walked, thinking, "Ok I will start at 6:10." 6:10 came and went. "Ok, 6:15." I kept walking. I went by some creepy people drinking beer in the park and felt annoyed that they were looking at me, so I decided to wait until I walked by the park to start running. I kept walking, thinking "YOU NEED TO START RUNNING! This is going to take FOREVER!"
I looked at my watch again. Ok. 6:20. That is your FINAL CUTOFF. You WILL start running at 6:20 and you will not stop because it hurts.
That's what I did. I started at 6:20, and at first it was HELL. I always get Braxton-Hicks when I start, and they don't hurt, and the doc says they're not harmful... but they are UNCOMFORTABLE. Yet I know they will go away shortly. I felt like I was jogging SO SLOW but I told myself it didn't matter, as long as I kept going. I told myself YOU WILL NOT STOP AND WALK. I also had MAJOR heartburn from the sausages I ate off that pizza. I thought it would work itself out after I ran a few miles, but noooo I had it for the ENTIRE 11 miles! Really gross burping and heartburn, thank God no one was around me! I couldn't believe it because I had eaten the pizza like 5 hours before!
I kept giving myself mental pep talks and didn't stop. I jogged all the way to my turn-around point, 5.5 miles. I stopped for just a minute, turned around and headed back. After another half-mile I came to the hotel I routinely use for the bathroom. Each time I do this I fully expect some staff member to come and yell at me, but they never do. LOL I would use the pregnancy excuse of course if they did.
I tried to hurry in the bathroom but ended up wasting about 8 minutes because I blew my nose really hard and got a bloody nose : ( Another annoying pregnancy side effect! Once that stopped gushing, I hurried up and got back on the road. And I DID NOT STOP until I reached my front door!
I finished 11 miles, my longest run so far this season and this pregnancy. I may have mentioned this before, but even though I ran while pregnant with Macy, I didn't do ANY long runs. I waited til she was born at the end of April to start the long runs for my half marathon training. Anyway, I'm pretty amazed at what I've been able to do this time around, even though I am slow. I was so glad to be done with the 11-miler and so glad I did it! Once I got in the house, my mood had completely changed. Macy could've kicked me in the shins 1,000 times and I wouldn't have cared because I was flooded with endorphins!
Now I only have two more long runs before the race, and they will be 9 and 8 miles. I can now relax and enjoy the weekend!
Our bosses bought a bunch of delicious pizzas for us to have for lunch. They must've had 20 pizzas, I'm not kidding. Ok, I have weird habits with food. When we have pizza at home, I take a few slices, scrape off the toppings and give the crust and bottom layer to the dog. People who are not related to me and who do not love me may certainly find this weird, wasteful and annoying. LOL I had to be discreet about doing it with my co-workers. I had one slice of sausage and one pepperoni (just the toppings) and hold the carbs. It was delish. This will become important later. haha.
Hmmm...but I was still hungry so when I was figuring out the parking ramp I'll be using while at work, I decided to get a grilled chicken salad.
It was a gorgeous day today (downtown, too!!! No lake wind and NO fog, two days in a row, I could NOT believe it!!!) and I enjoyed strolling around, getting used to the new location. The long holiday weekend was stretching out ahead of me and I started thinking about when I was going to complete my long run for the week. I started dreading it, thinking ughhhh I wish I could skip it... then I had another thought. It's a beautiful day! I will do it tonight! It was actually rather warm, around 75 - but suddenly this seemed like a great idea to me.
I finished up work around 5, went home and got changed for the run. Mike picked Macy up for me, and I was planning to already be running before they got home - but I was stalling and dragging my feet and was still around when they arrived. Poor Mike was running around trying to take care of Pips, grill steaks, wash dishes, etc. Yes, I do have a wonderful husband. I started to re-think the run, and told him "maybe I should do it another day..." I cannot even EXPRESS to you how much I DIDN'T want to do it.
While Mike went to change, Macy kept trying to crawl up the stairs. I was trying to put the gate up and she was getting mad, pulling on it and screeching - so I picked her up and she gave me several good kicks in the shins with the hard little shoes she was wearing. It hurt a lot and I almost cried... not just because of the kicking but because I was feeling sorry for myself and didn't want to run!
When I put on my workout clothes, I looked in the mirror and thought, "my thighs look huge! Not fair! I work so hard!" I felt like crying.
Ok, so when I started off on the run I was in a terrible mood, it was hot, the sun was beating on me and I was REALLY doubting myself. I started off just walking down the sidewalk, and praying in my head...asking God to help give me the strength to do the run. I looked at my watch as I walked, thinking, "Ok I will start at 6:10." 6:10 came and went. "Ok, 6:15." I kept walking. I went by some creepy people drinking beer in the park and felt annoyed that they were looking at me, so I decided to wait until I walked by the park to start running. I kept walking, thinking "YOU NEED TO START RUNNING! This is going to take FOREVER!"
I looked at my watch again. Ok. 6:20. That is your FINAL CUTOFF. You WILL start running at 6:20 and you will not stop because it hurts.
That's what I did. I started at 6:20, and at first it was HELL. I always get Braxton-Hicks when I start, and they don't hurt, and the doc says they're not harmful... but they are UNCOMFORTABLE. Yet I know they will go away shortly. I felt like I was jogging SO SLOW but I told myself it didn't matter, as long as I kept going. I told myself YOU WILL NOT STOP AND WALK. I also had MAJOR heartburn from the sausages I ate off that pizza. I thought it would work itself out after I ran a few miles, but noooo I had it for the ENTIRE 11 miles! Really gross burping and heartburn, thank God no one was around me! I couldn't believe it because I had eaten the pizza like 5 hours before!
I kept giving myself mental pep talks and didn't stop. I jogged all the way to my turn-around point, 5.5 miles. I stopped for just a minute, turned around and headed back. After another half-mile I came to the hotel I routinely use for the bathroom. Each time I do this I fully expect some staff member to come and yell at me, but they never do. LOL I would use the pregnancy excuse of course if they did.
I tried to hurry in the bathroom but ended up wasting about 8 minutes because I blew my nose really hard and got a bloody nose : ( Another annoying pregnancy side effect! Once that stopped gushing, I hurried up and got back on the road. And I DID NOT STOP until I reached my front door!
I finished 11 miles, my longest run so far this season and this pregnancy. I may have mentioned this before, but even though I ran while pregnant with Macy, I didn't do ANY long runs. I waited til she was born at the end of April to start the long runs for my half marathon training. Anyway, I'm pretty amazed at what I've been able to do this time around, even though I am slow. I was so glad to be done with the 11-miler and so glad I did it! Once I got in the house, my mood had completely changed. Macy could've kicked me in the shins 1,000 times and I wouldn't have cared because I was flooded with endorphins!
Now I only have two more long runs before the race, and they will be 9 and 8 miles. I can now relax and enjoy the weekend!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Day 91 - Starting the Third Trimester Today!
It's finally a beautiful day by the lake! The wind switched during the night and after two days of fog and mist, it's a bright, sunny day. It will be in the 70's, I plan to get outside and enjoy it!
I think I will do my run outside before heading to work. Mike doesn't like it when I run early in the morning, thinking I will get kidnapped. I think the rule is I can't do it before 8 a.m. It's 8 now though... so I think I will be o.k. Plus, the street I run on is busy, there are plenty of people taking the bus to work, walking around, etc. I appreciate it that he worries about me! Hope it won't be too hot. Yes, I know I am a whiner, but I enjoy running in the cool basement with the fan blowing on me, and it's already 70 degrees outside. I don't want to waste the gorgeous weather though so I better go for it. I will be sitting inside for most of the rest of the day!
Yesterday I wore some pre-pregnancy jeans I haven't worn in a while. Yes, they still fit, but they were NOT comfortable. LOL I wore my Be Band too and used it to keep them from falling down, you know how your belly tends to push your pants down? ; ) Well, it was really hot in the building at work (even though it wasn't outside) and I had those jeans on with shoes and socks. I don't know what possessed me, I guess I just thought since it was a crappy day so it would be cold everywhere! Well, I was SO hot and uncomfortable. I couldn't wait to peel everything off. The jeans felt like stiff, heavy denim and my feet were sweating : ( As soon as I got home, I changed into capris and it felt SO good! No more of that. Especially with the packing and everything I've been doing in my office - I just sweat too much. The baby makes my body like a little furnace...haha I also got some stomach pains after eating lunch, like I had eaten too much - even though all I had was a little bit of fruit (a handful of blueberries and raspberries), a small salad and a small burger (no bun) Mike had grilled the night before. My stomach felt ENORMOUS after I got done eating. I could hardly sit in my desk chair and kept shifting around trying to get comfortable. Seriously, I am going to further scale back the portion sizes because my stomach can't hold it. I didn't eat again until I got home and it wasn't much. I don't know what the deal is.
Today I start my third trimester. I had written this date on my calendar at work, thinking WOW that seems so far away... and here it is! I am two-thirds done. Only 90 days or so til the baby gets here. Of course, impatient me is hoping for an early delivery, but we will see.
However, at the moment, I am feeling GREAT! I am not tired like I was yesterday morning, it looks like a gorgeous day, and I need to get off the computer and get outside!
I think I will do my run outside before heading to work. Mike doesn't like it when I run early in the morning, thinking I will get kidnapped. I think the rule is I can't do it before 8 a.m. It's 8 now though... so I think I will be o.k. Plus, the street I run on is busy, there are plenty of people taking the bus to work, walking around, etc. I appreciate it that he worries about me! Hope it won't be too hot. Yes, I know I am a whiner, but I enjoy running in the cool basement with the fan blowing on me, and it's already 70 degrees outside. I don't want to waste the gorgeous weather though so I better go for it. I will be sitting inside for most of the rest of the day!
Yesterday I wore some pre-pregnancy jeans I haven't worn in a while. Yes, they still fit, but they were NOT comfortable. LOL I wore my Be Band too and used it to keep them from falling down, you know how your belly tends to push your pants down? ; ) Well, it was really hot in the building at work (even though it wasn't outside) and I had those jeans on with shoes and socks. I don't know what possessed me, I guess I just thought since it was a crappy day so it would be cold everywhere! Well, I was SO hot and uncomfortable. I couldn't wait to peel everything off. The jeans felt like stiff, heavy denim and my feet were sweating : ( As soon as I got home, I changed into capris and it felt SO good! No more of that. Especially with the packing and everything I've been doing in my office - I just sweat too much. The baby makes my body like a little furnace...haha I also got some stomach pains after eating lunch, like I had eaten too much - even though all I had was a little bit of fruit (a handful of blueberries and raspberries), a small salad and a small burger (no bun) Mike had grilled the night before. My stomach felt ENORMOUS after I got done eating. I could hardly sit in my desk chair and kept shifting around trying to get comfortable. Seriously, I am going to further scale back the portion sizes because my stomach can't hold it. I didn't eat again until I got home and it wasn't much. I don't know what the deal is.
Today I start my third trimester. I had written this date on my calendar at work, thinking WOW that seems so far away... and here it is! I am two-thirds done. Only 90 days or so til the baby gets here. Of course, impatient me is hoping for an early delivery, but we will see.
However, at the moment, I am feeling GREAT! I am not tired like I was yesterday morning, it looks like a gorgeous day, and I need to get off the computer and get outside!
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Day 92
I am sleepy this morning. I am sitting at the dining room table, looking out the window at the fog, and wishing desperately I could go crawl back into bed.
I am NOT in the mood to do plyometrics this morning, but I have to. I've got to dig out some motivation and make it happen. Tuesdays are my plyo day. I am such a creature of habit!
I weighed in yesterday, and I was pleasantly surprised. I lost a couple of pounds. After having a couple of weeks where I gained 1.5 or 2, this was a nice change. It's sort of weird not knowing what your body is going to do when someone else has taken it over for a while. Every time I step on the scale I have no idea what to expect. There are days that I "think" I will be rewarded because I've been "perfect," only to find a gained a couple of pounds... and then days like yesterday where I think "hmmmm I had a few slip-ups over the weekend, let's see how this pans out" and the scale ends up being my friend.
Some days I feel huge, like it's almost impossible to bend over. Yesterday I felt small and compact. It just depends! I do think I have cut back on my eating because portions that are too large make me feel uncomfortable. The quarters must be getting cramped in there!
I spent a good portion of yesterday packing up my office. We will be moving to a new location Wed. night/Thurs. I don't actually have to move anything, just have my stuff boxed up for the movers - which is nice. I will have my very own office at the new place, which is a brand new building. Everything is NEW NEW NEW. I am thrilled to have my own office, I've been waiting 4 years for this. I guess they're pretty big, too - like 12 X 12. Can't wait to see. If it's really that big, I may even be able to do P90X in there...haha Last night I had my last group session in our old building. Now, because of the move and Memorial Day, I won't have group for NINE days! That will be a nice break. Thursday and Friday of this week are set aside for unpacking and getting set up, there will be no clients there. We will be back up and running June 1.
Ok, enough stalling...time to hit the plyo. Hey Jack+Alli - thank you for your comments!!! I do appreciate them... I often wonder if anybody is out there!
I am NOT in the mood to do plyometrics this morning, but I have to. I've got to dig out some motivation and make it happen. Tuesdays are my plyo day. I am such a creature of habit!
I weighed in yesterday, and I was pleasantly surprised. I lost a couple of pounds. After having a couple of weeks where I gained 1.5 or 2, this was a nice change. It's sort of weird not knowing what your body is going to do when someone else has taken it over for a while. Every time I step on the scale I have no idea what to expect. There are days that I "think" I will be rewarded because I've been "perfect," only to find a gained a couple of pounds... and then days like yesterday where I think "hmmmm I had a few slip-ups over the weekend, let's see how this pans out" and the scale ends up being my friend.
Some days I feel huge, like it's almost impossible to bend over. Yesterday I felt small and compact. It just depends! I do think I have cut back on my eating because portions that are too large make me feel uncomfortable. The quarters must be getting cramped in there!
I spent a good portion of yesterday packing up my office. We will be moving to a new location Wed. night/Thurs. I don't actually have to move anything, just have my stuff boxed up for the movers - which is nice. I will have my very own office at the new place, which is a brand new building. Everything is NEW NEW NEW. I am thrilled to have my own office, I've been waiting 4 years for this. I guess they're pretty big, too - like 12 X 12. Can't wait to see. If it's really that big, I may even be able to do P90X in there...haha Last night I had my last group session in our old building. Now, because of the move and Memorial Day, I won't have group for NINE days! That will be a nice break. Thursday and Friday of this week are set aside for unpacking and getting set up, there will be no clients there. We will be back up and running June 1.
Ok, enough stalling...time to hit the plyo. Hey Jack+Alli - thank you for your comments!!! I do appreciate them... I often wonder if anybody is out there!
Monday, May 24, 2010
Day 93
It's Monday again. I am sitting here staring out the window at the fog, knowing it is 80 and sunny everywhere else in the state of Minnesota, except right next to Lake Superior, which is where I am. Sigh. I think we've had ONE day in the past 2 weeks where the wind was not off the lake. The rest of the time it has kept the temperatures at least 20 degrees cooler. I really want some sun and warm weather. I have noticed that I do a great deal of complaining about the weather. I know there's absolutely nothing I can do to change it, but that doesn't stop me from telling everyone who will listen how much I hate the wind.
Yesterday Mike and I started talking about buying a popup camper. This would enable us to drive AWAY from the lake to a campground on the weekends so we can enjoy nice weather. The northland summers are so short as it is... it's really depressing when you have wind and fog all the time to spoil everything. I really hope we get the camper, it would improve my outlook on the summer a lot.
So I am in week 27 of my pregnancy now - and Wednesday I will be starting the THIRD trimester! WOW! I can't believe it. I hesitate to say it is "flying by," since it seems I count every single day and all I think about is giving birth (LOL), but when I look at the big picture, it really is going fast.
I was encouraged by my long run this weekend, I felt much better afterwards than I have in previous weeks...I don't know if it was the belly band or what, but something was different! I took Sunday off from running/exercise, then this morning had a run of 3 miles on the treadmill. It's always so much harder for me to do the treadmill - but I got through it and now I'm glad it's over! Time to jump into the shower... Macy will be calling for me soon.
Yesterday Mike and I started talking about buying a popup camper. This would enable us to drive AWAY from the lake to a campground on the weekends so we can enjoy nice weather. The northland summers are so short as it is... it's really depressing when you have wind and fog all the time to spoil everything. I really hope we get the camper, it would improve my outlook on the summer a lot.
So I am in week 27 of my pregnancy now - and Wednesday I will be starting the THIRD trimester! WOW! I can't believe it. I hesitate to say it is "flying by," since it seems I count every single day and all I think about is giving birth (LOL), but when I look at the big picture, it really is going fast.
I was encouraged by my long run this weekend, I felt much better afterwards than I have in previous weeks...I don't know if it was the belly band or what, but something was different! I took Sunday off from running/exercise, then this morning had a run of 3 miles on the treadmill. It's always so much harder for me to do the treadmill - but I got through it and now I'm glad it's over! Time to jump into the shower... Macy will be calling for me soon.
Day 94 (Week 27!)
Today was a nice rest day... no exercise, just some household chores and a birthday party for Mike's great niece.
It was such a beautiful day... (AWAY FROM THE LAKE, of course) we went to a park about 20 miles out of town, which is what you need to do if you don't want the wind off Lake Superior to spoil your plans, which it seems to 90% of the time. It was 55 in town... once we got out into the country it had to be 30 degrees warmer!
They had some wonderful picnic food... hot dogs, beans, chips, watermelon... and of course, cake. I didn't do too bad. I had been telling myself I wasn't having any cake, yet I ended up splitting Macy's piece with her - it was a big chunk of cake and she wasn't too interested in it. So, I had about a half piece. I took my blood sugar when I got home and it was 114, so I don't think I did too much damage!
Today marks the start of week 27. I will have a very busy week as the company I work for is moving to a new location and we need to have our stuff boxed up for the movers by the end of the day on Wednesday. I have a lot of packing to do!
Well, not much to say today... just a nice, relaxing day with family! I am kind of sad the weekend flew by already, but at least I have a short week next week (only working 3 days because of the move) and also I also get Memorial Day off! Yeah!
It was such a beautiful day... (AWAY FROM THE LAKE, of course) we went to a park about 20 miles out of town, which is what you need to do if you don't want the wind off Lake Superior to spoil your plans, which it seems to 90% of the time. It was 55 in town... once we got out into the country it had to be 30 degrees warmer!
They had some wonderful picnic food... hot dogs, beans, chips, watermelon... and of course, cake. I didn't do too bad. I had been telling myself I wasn't having any cake, yet I ended up splitting Macy's piece with her - it was a big chunk of cake and she wasn't too interested in it. So, I had about a half piece. I took my blood sugar when I got home and it was 114, so I don't think I did too much damage!
Today marks the start of week 27. I will have a very busy week as the company I work for is moving to a new location and we need to have our stuff boxed up for the movers by the end of the day on Wednesday. I have a lot of packing to do!
Well, not much to say today... just a nice, relaxing day with family! I am kind of sad the weekend flew by already, but at least I have a short week next week (only working 3 days because of the move) and also I also get Memorial Day off! Yeah!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Day 95
I just got back from my 10-mile run! So glad that's over!
I did NOT want to run today. Just didn't feel like it. I was trying to come up with every excuse in the book of why I should skip it... but in the end I went and put on my running clothes and forced myself to go outside.
I was expecting the wind to be awful, because the news said it would be 20-30 mph gusts. I overdressed and ended up taking my fleece off after about 2 blocks. LOL It wasn't as bad as I had expected, about 55, overcast - ideal for running.
As I was making my way down the street I kept giving myself little cognitive pep talks and saying things like, "This isn't so bad. This really isn't bad at all. You're feeling pretty good." It actually helps, believe it or not! When I focus on how awful I feel, it just exacerbates my woes.
It was pretty funny - on my route there's a strip of slightly seedy bars - I wouldn't want to go running by there at nighttime, but during the day it's relatively harmless. There was an old guy standing outside one of these establishments smoking a cigarette. He looked friendly enough. As I approached him he smiled and said, "Young lady, you're making the rest of us look bad!" I thought that was sorta cute. It made me smile.
I wore my new "Be Band" I got yesterday - which is sort of like a thin, lycra tube top for your belly... it has a lot of different uses but can be used to cover up pants that won't quite button, hold up pants that your growing belly tends to push down and also just to support your belly. It seemed to help support my belly on the run a lot. Normally when I am doing a 10-mile run, the ligaments in my sides and lower belly will start to ache after 8 or 9 miles. They didn't this time! I also felt much better when I got done... I am not sure why but I'm not as exhausted as I usually am. I took a nice hot shower when I got home, got dressed, and I still feel like I may have some energy left to do a few things!
Less than a month til the marathon... it's June 19th and for the past few years, this has been the date summer has decided to make its arrival in Duluth. Last year it was uncomfortably hot - I was horrified to learn it was already 67 degrees and very muggy when I got out of bed at 4:30 a.m. By the finish of the race, it was in the mid 80's. I pray for a cool day this year... it will help reduce the stress on my pregnant body. I do my fair share of complaining about the lake wind around here, but I would be thrilled to have a nice, strong tail wind come June 19th!
I did NOT want to run today. Just didn't feel like it. I was trying to come up with every excuse in the book of why I should skip it... but in the end I went and put on my running clothes and forced myself to go outside.
I was expecting the wind to be awful, because the news said it would be 20-30 mph gusts. I overdressed and ended up taking my fleece off after about 2 blocks. LOL It wasn't as bad as I had expected, about 55, overcast - ideal for running.
As I was making my way down the street I kept giving myself little cognitive pep talks and saying things like, "This isn't so bad. This really isn't bad at all. You're feeling pretty good." It actually helps, believe it or not! When I focus on how awful I feel, it just exacerbates my woes.
It was pretty funny - on my route there's a strip of slightly seedy bars - I wouldn't want to go running by there at nighttime, but during the day it's relatively harmless. There was an old guy standing outside one of these establishments smoking a cigarette. He looked friendly enough. As I approached him he smiled and said, "Young lady, you're making the rest of us look bad!" I thought that was sorta cute. It made me smile.
I wore my new "Be Band" I got yesterday - which is sort of like a thin, lycra tube top for your belly... it has a lot of different uses but can be used to cover up pants that won't quite button, hold up pants that your growing belly tends to push down and also just to support your belly. It seemed to help support my belly on the run a lot. Normally when I am doing a 10-mile run, the ligaments in my sides and lower belly will start to ache after 8 or 9 miles. They didn't this time! I also felt much better when I got done... I am not sure why but I'm not as exhausted as I usually am. I took a nice hot shower when I got home, got dressed, and I still feel like I may have some energy left to do a few things!
Less than a month til the marathon... it's June 19th and for the past few years, this has been the date summer has decided to make its arrival in Duluth. Last year it was uncomfortably hot - I was horrified to learn it was already 67 degrees and very muggy when I got out of bed at 4:30 a.m. By the finish of the race, it was in the mid 80's. I pray for a cool day this year... it will help reduce the stress on my pregnant body. I do my fair share of complaining about the lake wind around here, but I would be thrilled to have a nice, strong tail wind come June 19th!
Day 96
Oops! I forgot to do my post yesterday, and I had JUST pledged to write every day til my due date. Guess I will have to backtrack!
I have noticed that a lot of my postings revolve around food. It seems harder and harder to "control" what my body is doing. I have a little card from my doctor where they write down your "stats" from each visit... weight, blood pressure, weeks of gestation, height of uterus, etc. I still have my card from my pregnancy with Macy, and I often compare it to my current card because it gives me motivation to see how I am doing with this pregnancy. Makes me feel like my hard work is paying off, I guess.
With Macy, I started off 11 pounds heavier than I did with this baby... so at almost 27 weeks, (where I am now) I was up 21 pounds. As of yesterday when I weighed myself at 26 weeks 3 days, I am up 13 pounds...so still combined with starting out at a lower weight, I am 19 pounds lighter than I was with Macy when I was 27 weeks! It makes me feel pretty good to look at it that way...
So, my goal is to keep my weight gain under 20 lbs...if possible, but I am trying to be flexible with that because I know all too well how your body can tend to do what it wants, especially at the end of the pregnancy. All I can do is try my best with diet and exercise, and my body will kind of do the rest.
We had a training at work yesterday at a local hotel. They provided some "goodies" for us when we got there (of course nothing I could have). Bagels, muffins, doughnuts....etc. I'd had a protein drink about an hour earlier, but it didn't seem to stick with me and I was ravenous around mid-morning. I sat there feeling miserable, watching everyone eat their pastries... but I kept thinking about how last weekend I'd eaten a small muffin and a small bag of chips which fueled intense sugar and starch cravings, so I did NOT give in to the temptation.
At lunch, I went and got a small Cobb salad... it was DELICIOUS! They also had some food at the training I could eat, sandwich things without bread, so at least I was no longer starving.
I was proud of myself for making it past the food landmine. It would've been very easy to just say screw it. I was on track for the rest of the day, too. Mike usually gets some sort of take-out food on Friday nights. He texted me to see what I wanted but I told him I was eating something from home. He brought home two gyros for himself and ate them both.. then told me he was sick from eating too much. That made me glad I had not done the same!
Food victories today... it's the little things!
I have to run 10 miles today and I am seriously dreading it - the wind is very strong and I could wait til tomorrow, but I want to save Sunday for relaxing! I will give you a full report when I get back!
I have noticed that a lot of my postings revolve around food. It seems harder and harder to "control" what my body is doing. I have a little card from my doctor where they write down your "stats" from each visit... weight, blood pressure, weeks of gestation, height of uterus, etc. I still have my card from my pregnancy with Macy, and I often compare it to my current card because it gives me motivation to see how I am doing with this pregnancy. Makes me feel like my hard work is paying off, I guess.
With Macy, I started off 11 pounds heavier than I did with this baby... so at almost 27 weeks, (where I am now) I was up 21 pounds. As of yesterday when I weighed myself at 26 weeks 3 days, I am up 13 pounds...so still combined with starting out at a lower weight, I am 19 pounds lighter than I was with Macy when I was 27 weeks! It makes me feel pretty good to look at it that way...
So, my goal is to keep my weight gain under 20 lbs...if possible, but I am trying to be flexible with that because I know all too well how your body can tend to do what it wants, especially at the end of the pregnancy. All I can do is try my best with diet and exercise, and my body will kind of do the rest.
We had a training at work yesterday at a local hotel. They provided some "goodies" for us when we got there (of course nothing I could have). Bagels, muffins, doughnuts....etc. I'd had a protein drink about an hour earlier, but it didn't seem to stick with me and I was ravenous around mid-morning. I sat there feeling miserable, watching everyone eat their pastries... but I kept thinking about how last weekend I'd eaten a small muffin and a small bag of chips which fueled intense sugar and starch cravings, so I did NOT give in to the temptation.
At lunch, I went and got a small Cobb salad... it was DELICIOUS! They also had some food at the training I could eat, sandwich things without bread, so at least I was no longer starving.
I was proud of myself for making it past the food landmine. It would've been very easy to just say screw it. I was on track for the rest of the day, too. Mike usually gets some sort of take-out food on Friday nights. He texted me to see what I wanted but I told him I was eating something from home. He brought home two gyros for himself and ate them both.. then told me he was sick from eating too much. That made me glad I had not done the same!
Food victories today... it's the little things!
I have to run 10 miles today and I am seriously dreading it - the wind is very strong and I could wait til tomorrow, but I want to save Sunday for relaxing! I will give you a full report when I get back!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Day 97 (I'm Everything I Hate!)
Ok, it's official. I have turned into one of those whiny, grumbling, complaining pregnant women who laments and emphasizes every little ache, pain and physical discomfort to anyone who will listen.
Well, not quite...(only to my husband) but I feel as if I am getting there!
Seriously, I need to find a way to extend the way I feel in the morning throughout the rest of the day. Right now, around 7 a.m. is my best time. I have this optimistic mood, the outlook is bright, my thoughts tend toward the positive and the hopeful, I am not retaining water and I feel like I am a manageable size.
But as the day progresses, I deteriorate. Again, yesterday, I did not follow through with my plan of walking more throughout the day (or with drinking more water, for that matter!) I did get up around 1 p.m. to move my car and go to Walgreens...but aside from my hourly bathroom trips, I was sitting at my desk almost the whole day. It's that damn paperwork, I tell ya! When it was quitting time, I again felt like my calves were stretched to the limit. Geez, I hate that feeling! I know people will say I am exaggerating but I feel like a lumbering elephant...like I am waddling.
As I sit here right now, my stomach feels cute and compact. BUT... by the end of the day I will be grabbing it like a fat man who just ate a ten course meal, flopping down on the couch, moaning, lifting up my shirt, looking at it, flexing it, poking it, cupping it with my hands... I don't know. It's just this weird thing I do. It's like I am obsessed with my belly in the evenings.
I don't want to sound like I am complaining about everything all the time, but this is my blog and I can complain, right? LOL As I've told you, there are many joys of pregnancy. It just seems like the difficult things are weighing more heavily on me at the present time.
Ok, back to my complaining. There's the peeing all day long. I do it so much I think because I think it will relieve some pressure and make me feel better. Oh yeah, did I mention the pelvic pressure? I remember having this with Macy, but it was MUCH closer to my due date. I am having it now from time to time and the way I can describe it is it feels like the baby is going to fall out! I don't think that will REALLY happen, but that's what it feels like. And then the sleeping thing. I've been getting up an average of 3 times per night to pee...and oftentimes I cannot get back to sleep for a half hour or so. Last night I was awake from 3-3:45. Urrrgh. It was really hot in the room, I kept flopping back and forth from side to side like a fish and I could NOT get comfortable. Bring on the summer, huh? It's only May 20th!
Whew. That was a lot of pissin' and moanin.' Ok. Back to my original question. How do I keep this cute, compact feeling for the rest of the day? Hmmm...
Well, not quite...(only to my husband) but I feel as if I am getting there!
Seriously, I need to find a way to extend the way I feel in the morning throughout the rest of the day. Right now, around 7 a.m. is my best time. I have this optimistic mood, the outlook is bright, my thoughts tend toward the positive and the hopeful, I am not retaining water and I feel like I am a manageable size.
But as the day progresses, I deteriorate. Again, yesterday, I did not follow through with my plan of walking more throughout the day (or with drinking more water, for that matter!) I did get up around 1 p.m. to move my car and go to Walgreens...but aside from my hourly bathroom trips, I was sitting at my desk almost the whole day. It's that damn paperwork, I tell ya! When it was quitting time, I again felt like my calves were stretched to the limit. Geez, I hate that feeling! I know people will say I am exaggerating but I feel like a lumbering elephant...like I am waddling.
As I sit here right now, my stomach feels cute and compact. BUT... by the end of the day I will be grabbing it like a fat man who just ate a ten course meal, flopping down on the couch, moaning, lifting up my shirt, looking at it, flexing it, poking it, cupping it with my hands... I don't know. It's just this weird thing I do. It's like I am obsessed with my belly in the evenings.
I don't want to sound like I am complaining about everything all the time, but this is my blog and I can complain, right? LOL As I've told you, there are many joys of pregnancy. It just seems like the difficult things are weighing more heavily on me at the present time.
Ok, back to my complaining. There's the peeing all day long. I do it so much I think because I think it will relieve some pressure and make me feel better. Oh yeah, did I mention the pelvic pressure? I remember having this with Macy, but it was MUCH closer to my due date. I am having it now from time to time and the way I can describe it is it feels like the baby is going to fall out! I don't think that will REALLY happen, but that's what it feels like. And then the sleeping thing. I've been getting up an average of 3 times per night to pee...and oftentimes I cannot get back to sleep for a half hour or so. Last night I was awake from 3-3:45. Urrrgh. It was really hot in the room, I kept flopping back and forth from side to side like a fish and I could NOT get comfortable. Bring on the summer, huh? It's only May 20th!
Whew. That was a lot of pissin' and moanin.' Ok. Back to my original question. How do I keep this cute, compact feeling for the rest of the day? Hmmm...
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
26 Weeks Today (98 days to go!)
I am definitely at my best in the morning. I love waking up early before everyone else and sneaking around the house. I adore how it irks Mike when he gets out of bed to find I am already up and about. He says, "How long have you been awake?" Since he sleeps like a mouse and hears every little noise, I find it quite a feat when I am able to slip out of bed unnoticed.
I wish I could stay feeling this way all day long, light and airy, almost the way I used to feel before the creature took over my body. LOL As the day progresses, though, my body seems to soak up everything it takes in like a sponge and I start to feel like I'm retaining water. Funny, since I pee ALL DAY LONG. How does that work?! Seriously. I am probably in the bathroom at least once an hour! I am not sure, but this may be due to sitting at my desk with my legs crossed. I think I maybe even had this happen BEFORE I was pregnant, when I would sit too much. Today, I am going to try getting up and walking around more frequently, and also drinking more water to flush out any excess salt. I had a lot of paperwork to catch up on yesterday and thus spent most of the day sitting at my desk.
The baby seems to be very active at night and in the early morning, or maybe that is just when I notice her movements. Last night I was sitting on the couch watching the news, sort of leaning back with my feet on the coffee table, and my belly was jumping all over the place - I think there was a boxing match going on in there! Mike could see the baby's antics from all the way across the room. Watching and feeling her movements is very cool...one of the greatest joys of pregnancy.
Then in the early morning, right after I wake up and am resting quietly, not wanting to get out of bed - she starts her roundhouse kicks to my bladder. LOL Sometimes her movements are delicate, like a dog nudging you with his nose when he wants to be petted - but other times they are very forceful and make me jump in surprise. Amazing what a little 2-pound baby can accomplish from the cramped quarters of the womb!
When I was little, I was always wishing for the "next big event." I LOVED (and still do) having something to look forward to. My dad used to tell me "Don't wish your life away." Even though pregnancy gets frustrating at times when I focus on some of my current limitations, looking at the grand scheme of things it is a very short period in time. Also, since this is my last pregnancy, I need to treasure the experience even more.
Before I know it, baby girl will be in my arms...but until then I'll try to just enjoy the moment.
I wish I could stay feeling this way all day long, light and airy, almost the way I used to feel before the creature took over my body. LOL As the day progresses, though, my body seems to soak up everything it takes in like a sponge and I start to feel like I'm retaining water. Funny, since I pee ALL DAY LONG. How does that work?! Seriously. I am probably in the bathroom at least once an hour! I am not sure, but this may be due to sitting at my desk with my legs crossed. I think I maybe even had this happen BEFORE I was pregnant, when I would sit too much. Today, I am going to try getting up and walking around more frequently, and also drinking more water to flush out any excess salt. I had a lot of paperwork to catch up on yesterday and thus spent most of the day sitting at my desk.
The baby seems to be very active at night and in the early morning, or maybe that is just when I notice her movements. Last night I was sitting on the couch watching the news, sort of leaning back with my feet on the coffee table, and my belly was jumping all over the place - I think there was a boxing match going on in there! Mike could see the baby's antics from all the way across the room. Watching and feeling her movements is very cool...one of the greatest joys of pregnancy.
Then in the early morning, right after I wake up and am resting quietly, not wanting to get out of bed - she starts her roundhouse kicks to my bladder. LOL Sometimes her movements are delicate, like a dog nudging you with his nose when he wants to be petted - but other times they are very forceful and make me jump in surprise. Amazing what a little 2-pound baby can accomplish from the cramped quarters of the womb!
When I was little, I was always wishing for the "next big event." I LOVED (and still do) having something to look forward to. My dad used to tell me "Don't wish your life away." Even though pregnancy gets frustrating at times when I focus on some of my current limitations, looking at the grand scheme of things it is a very short period in time. Also, since this is my last pregnancy, I need to treasure the experience even more.
Before I know it, baby girl will be in my arms...but until then I'll try to just enjoy the moment.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
99 Days
I was getting ready to head off to bed when I realized I didn't post an entry today, and I made the commitment yesterday to do so up until I deliver.
Tomorrow I will officially be 26 weeks pregnant. Judging by the way I felt today, I cannot fathom how I will be able to go 14 more weeks!!! I felt so huge today. I wore some pants that buttoned just fine this morning, however by the afternoon I had designed a little makeshift extender for them out of a rubber band. LOL It just made them more comfortable!
I did have a good workout this morning, and was able to do my usual run without any of the shenanigans I had on Monday where I was stopping and starting every few blocks. This morning I ran three miles on the treadmill at about a 6.6 mph pace and I was sweating A LOT. Also, my shins and calves hurt. I wanted to quit for every one of those 27 minutes I was running...haha
When I left work this afternoon, I walked a block to my car and my shins felt really tight. I later examined them in the mirror and deduced that they looked a little like tree trunks. I think I am retaining water. This happens at the end of the day it seems...first thing in the morning I think they look just fine. Also, my fingers are ok... my rings fit the same and my fingers don't resemble little sausages...yet?!
I am planning to weigh myself on Friday and I am afraid. I always do this in my head, I imagine I have gained like 1,362 pounds since my last weigh in because that is the way I FEEL... but usually when I step on the scale it's never as bad as I had imagined.
At least my arms still look the same...
Tomorrow I will officially be 26 weeks pregnant. Judging by the way I felt today, I cannot fathom how I will be able to go 14 more weeks!!! I felt so huge today. I wore some pants that buttoned just fine this morning, however by the afternoon I had designed a little makeshift extender for them out of a rubber band. LOL It just made them more comfortable!
I did have a good workout this morning, and was able to do my usual run without any of the shenanigans I had on Monday where I was stopping and starting every few blocks. This morning I ran three miles on the treadmill at about a 6.6 mph pace and I was sweating A LOT. Also, my shins and calves hurt. I wanted to quit for every one of those 27 minutes I was running...haha
When I left work this afternoon, I walked a block to my car and my shins felt really tight. I later examined them in the mirror and deduced that they looked a little like tree trunks. I think I am retaining water. This happens at the end of the day it seems...first thing in the morning I think they look just fine. Also, my fingers are ok... my rings fit the same and my fingers don't resemble little sausages...yet?!
I am planning to weigh myself on Friday and I am afraid. I always do this in my head, I imagine I have gained like 1,362 pounds since my last weigh in because that is the way I FEEL... but usually when I step on the scale it's never as bad as I had imagined.
At least my arms still look the same...
Monday, May 17, 2010
100 Days to Go!
Here are a couple of pics of me from last Friday, at 25 and a half weeks pregnant.
Today it is180 days down, 100 to go, if I go right up to my due date, which I hope I don't :)
My goal is to blog every day until I give birth.
This week marks week 26.
I had a decent run on Saturday, 8 miles. I did it later on in the day so I wouldn't be wiped out for the entire day. Then I took Sunday off, and today planned to do a shorter run of 5 miles. Well, that didn't work out as I had planned. I embarked on my run around noon and it was about 73 degrees...it felt baking on the sidewalk. I know 73 is not that hot, but cut me some slack, I am a fair northerer and this was probably one of the warmest days of the year. I just could NOT get into a rhythm on this run. I would go a few blocks, my uterus would tighten up with Braxton-Hicks, and I would stop. I told my doctor about my Braxton-Hicks which come while running sometimes and she didn't seem too concerned about it, other than to suggest I slow down and walk until they subside. I kept on doing this today until I got bored and turned around. I only ended up going 2 miles, which was discouraging to me.
I went home and popped P90X plyometrics into the DVD player and did that. I am glad I can still do such a intense workout, although I do have to modify some of the exercises.
During the rest periods I did some sets of pushups. While I was doing them I flexed my abs and hardly looked pregnant. LOL However, that is not the case when standing up. I feel like I look VERY pregnant, although people keep telling me "oh you're so small." Well, I FEEL huge. When I am bending over to pick up Macy's toys I feel like my head is going to explode, kind of like the circulation has been cut off to it, if that makes any sense. LOL
I feel sort of discouraged today, like despite my best efforts at diet at exercise, my body is betraying me. I don't know if it's my imagination or not. I just feel... clumsy... and when I walk I feel like I'm waddling. It doesn't help that I am so short (5'3").
I am very excited for the baby to arrive, just wish I could fast forward these last three months!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Running at 25 weeks Pregnant
The countdown is on for the marathon...only 38 days away!!! I love all the excitement that goes along with the weekend festivities... the fitness expo, the speakers, the spaghetti feed, getting up at the crack on dawn on race morning... the pre-race jitters... and of course the thrill of finishing and all the food at the finish line!
I am feeling adequately prepared, although I must say these long runs in pregnancy take a lot more out of me than they used to. Last season I was kicking out 10-milers no problem. This year, not so much!
Yesterday I embarked on another 10-mile run. I usually do them on Saturday, but I had a bunch going on that day, and Sunday was Mother's Day and of course I wanted to relax. So I headed out yesterday morning after having a protein shake and some oatmeal.
The weather was... eh... so-so. Could've been a lot worse, I guess. It was about 48 with a wind off the lake, or course, but it was manageble. Last Saturday, the wind was fierce and at times it felt like I was running in place. At least I didn't have to deal with that this week.
I made it to my turn-around point in about 48 minutes, averaging 9:30 miles. Another thing I should mention is that I stubbed my toe SUPER bad on the edge of the crib right before the run, and it was red, swollen and throbbing! I could still wiggle it, so I don't think it was broken, but holy crap did it hurt.
I took a potty break at the turnaround, didn't waste much time and got right back on my way. Now the wind was at my back...yeah!!! I also had a couple of big hills to run down, which makes the way back seem a lot easier than the way there. When I had about 2 miles to go, I started to feel pressure in my pelvic area. It didn't alarm me but it was uncomfortable... I will have to ask my doctor about this at my appointment today. I made it home in almost exactly the same time it took for me to complete the first half.
So, the actual running is not bad... it's the part AFTER. It's like I am useless for the rest of the day! I am tired, sore and I don't want to do anything!!! Shortly after I got home, it was time for Macy's nap, so I went and took a very long hot shower, which felt great. If I were smart, I would've then taken a nap... but noooo... I dinked around on the computer instead cleaning off files and pictures, because my computer is running out of space and has been very slow lately. It needed to be done.
Sitting for about 2 hours and doing that did nothing to help my sore body. I was stiffer than ever when I tried to get up and walk around! UGH! My toe was killing me too... and I was afraid of stubbing it again so I put shoes on and that hurt like hell!
I was pretty much a mess... haha and I couldn't wait to go to bed. I am lucky I had Mike to help me! Doing the long runs like that kicks my a&#! Once I finish the half marathon I believe I will stick to shorter runs until after the baby!
I am feeling adequately prepared, although I must say these long runs in pregnancy take a lot more out of me than they used to. Last season I was kicking out 10-milers no problem. This year, not so much!
Yesterday I embarked on another 10-mile run. I usually do them on Saturday, but I had a bunch going on that day, and Sunday was Mother's Day and of course I wanted to relax. So I headed out yesterday morning after having a protein shake and some oatmeal.
The weather was... eh... so-so. Could've been a lot worse, I guess. It was about 48 with a wind off the lake, or course, but it was manageble. Last Saturday, the wind was fierce and at times it felt like I was running in place. At least I didn't have to deal with that this week.
I made it to my turn-around point in about 48 minutes, averaging 9:30 miles. Another thing I should mention is that I stubbed my toe SUPER bad on the edge of the crib right before the run, and it was red, swollen and throbbing! I could still wiggle it, so I don't think it was broken, but holy crap did it hurt.
I took a potty break at the turnaround, didn't waste much time and got right back on my way. Now the wind was at my back...yeah!!! I also had a couple of big hills to run down, which makes the way back seem a lot easier than the way there. When I had about 2 miles to go, I started to feel pressure in my pelvic area. It didn't alarm me but it was uncomfortable... I will have to ask my doctor about this at my appointment today. I made it home in almost exactly the same time it took for me to complete the first half.
So, the actual running is not bad... it's the part AFTER. It's like I am useless for the rest of the day! I am tired, sore and I don't want to do anything!!! Shortly after I got home, it was time for Macy's nap, so I went and took a very long hot shower, which felt great. If I were smart, I would've then taken a nap... but noooo... I dinked around on the computer instead cleaning off files and pictures, because my computer is running out of space and has been very slow lately. It needed to be done.
Sitting for about 2 hours and doing that did nothing to help my sore body. I was stiffer than ever when I tried to get up and walk around! UGH! My toe was killing me too... and I was afraid of stubbing it again so I put shoes on and that hurt like hell!
I was pretty much a mess... haha and I couldn't wait to go to bed. I am lucky I had Mike to help me! Doing the long runs like that kicks my a&#! Once I finish the half marathon I believe I will stick to shorter runs until after the baby!
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Almost 25 weeks and food
It's been over two weeks since I have written. The time is flying by and in just a couple of short weeks I will enter my third trimester of pregnancy (5-26-10).
I am almost 25 weeks. For the most part, things are going well. I am starting to get really impatient, though. I want to hurry up so the baby can get here. Of course you can't rush these things. She needs to "cook" a while longer!
I think I mentioned that they were not able to get all the measurements they needed at my last doctor appointment. I will be going back Tuesday to repeat the ultrasound. I pray everything is ok. I am anxious and looking forward to the appointment. I hope baby girl will cooperate so we can get a good look at all her "parts!"
I have been keeping up with my usual exercise routine: running every other day with a long run of 8-10 miles on the weekend, and plyometrics, push ups and Turbo Jam on the off days. I can still flex my abs really well, which is a super weird feat I show to my family. LOL For example, I will relax my stomach, then say "watch this" and flex my abs... and my belly pretty much goes away. My abs still feel strong, even though my belly is of course growing.
My eating has been on track too... no slip-ups since April 23rd, which was my last post. I haven't had a full-out cheat day in quite a while. I had been planning to make tomorrow (Mother's Day) my next cheat fest, but I have decided against it. I am not going to overeat, because it makes me feel like crap. I will go out and eat a reasonable meal with my family, and probably a few bites of dessert - but I'm not going to pig out.
Friday night we went out to eat with some friends. I was anxious about the food because it took us a while to find a restaurant that was not packed to the gills with people waiting to eat, so when our food finally came I was ravenous!!! Also we had gone to a Mexican restaurant which of course featured endless baskets of delicious, carb-loaded chips. Well, I didn't eat any chips. I ordered a taco salad, and when it came I was talking so much with our friends that I only ate a few bites! When we got home, I realized I was actually hungry, but I was also exhausted and just wanted to go to bed. So, I made it through the night unscathed.
I had another potential food land mine today, as I was invited to a Pampered Chef party. It was thrown by a good friend I haven't seen in a couple of years. I brought Hailey along with me for reinforcements. My day started by having a protein drink and then running downtown to have my hair cut. Once that was done, I only had time to run home, pick up Hailey and head up to the party.
The hostess had some wonderful goodies there, mammoth muffins from Perkins and delicious bagels with various cream cheeses which her fiance brought from the Twin Cities. I was drooling over them, but knew I couldn't cave in. The Pampered Chef hostess made a scrumptious veggie pizza on one of the baking stones, and I did allow myself two small squares (crust and all) but didn't feel bad about it and felt I did very well avoiding the reeeeally starchy stuff. On the way home, I got a flat tire, right in front of McDonald's...hahaha Hailey and I rolled into McD's to wait for Mike, and of course had to go purchase something while we were waiting. I opted for a sugar-free Vanilla iced coffee... but once I got back to the car with it I realized it was most definitely NOT sugar free. I drink them quite frequently (bad, I know...) and am very accustomed to the taste. This was clearly the sugar variety. I had a couple of sips and gave the rest to Mike.
As for the rest of the day, I ate the rest of my taco salad from last night (minus the shell of course) and another protein drink. Dinner was grilled vegetables and fish.
Tomorrow will be another opportunity to over eat, but what day isn't???? Sometimes I get SO sick of thinking about food all the time... what to eat, when to eat next, whether I ate too much... ugh. It seems I am even more neurotic in pregnancy! I have gained about ten pounds so far, but I am only 25 weeks in... so I'm expecting I will max out around 18 pounds. I can see though how easy it is to slack off and relax the rules. I also know that if I go crazy and abandon my rules, I am going to be majorly depressed after I have the baby if I were left with a ton of weight to lose. I won't let that happen. NO WAY!
Okay, time to relax for the night and get ready to enjoy Mother's Day tomorrow!
I am almost 25 weeks. For the most part, things are going well. I am starting to get really impatient, though. I want to hurry up so the baby can get here. Of course you can't rush these things. She needs to "cook" a while longer!
I think I mentioned that they were not able to get all the measurements they needed at my last doctor appointment. I will be going back Tuesday to repeat the ultrasound. I pray everything is ok. I am anxious and looking forward to the appointment. I hope baby girl will cooperate so we can get a good look at all her "parts!"
I have been keeping up with my usual exercise routine: running every other day with a long run of 8-10 miles on the weekend, and plyometrics, push ups and Turbo Jam on the off days. I can still flex my abs really well, which is a super weird feat I show to my family. LOL For example, I will relax my stomach, then say "watch this" and flex my abs... and my belly pretty much goes away. My abs still feel strong, even though my belly is of course growing.
My eating has been on track too... no slip-ups since April 23rd, which was my last post. I haven't had a full-out cheat day in quite a while. I had been planning to make tomorrow (Mother's Day) my next cheat fest, but I have decided against it. I am not going to overeat, because it makes me feel like crap. I will go out and eat a reasonable meal with my family, and probably a few bites of dessert - but I'm not going to pig out.
Friday night we went out to eat with some friends. I was anxious about the food because it took us a while to find a restaurant that was not packed to the gills with people waiting to eat, so when our food finally came I was ravenous!!! Also we had gone to a Mexican restaurant which of course featured endless baskets of delicious, carb-loaded chips. Well, I didn't eat any chips. I ordered a taco salad, and when it came I was talking so much with our friends that I only ate a few bites! When we got home, I realized I was actually hungry, but I was also exhausted and just wanted to go to bed. So, I made it through the night unscathed.
I had another potential food land mine today, as I was invited to a Pampered Chef party. It was thrown by a good friend I haven't seen in a couple of years. I brought Hailey along with me for reinforcements. My day started by having a protein drink and then running downtown to have my hair cut. Once that was done, I only had time to run home, pick up Hailey and head up to the party.
The hostess had some wonderful goodies there, mammoth muffins from Perkins and delicious bagels with various cream cheeses which her fiance brought from the Twin Cities. I was drooling over them, but knew I couldn't cave in. The Pampered Chef hostess made a scrumptious veggie pizza on one of the baking stones, and I did allow myself two small squares (crust and all) but didn't feel bad about it and felt I did very well avoiding the reeeeally starchy stuff. On the way home, I got a flat tire, right in front of McDonald's...hahaha Hailey and I rolled into McD's to wait for Mike, and of course had to go purchase something while we were waiting. I opted for a sugar-free Vanilla iced coffee... but once I got back to the car with it I realized it was most definitely NOT sugar free. I drink them quite frequently (bad, I know...) and am very accustomed to the taste. This was clearly the sugar variety. I had a couple of sips and gave the rest to Mike.
As for the rest of the day, I ate the rest of my taco salad from last night (minus the shell of course) and another protein drink. Dinner was grilled vegetables and fish.
Tomorrow will be another opportunity to over eat, but what day isn't???? Sometimes I get SO sick of thinking about food all the time... what to eat, when to eat next, whether I ate too much... ugh. It seems I am even more neurotic in pregnancy! I have gained about ten pounds so far, but I am only 25 weeks in... so I'm expecting I will max out around 18 pounds. I can see though how easy it is to slack off and relax the rules. I also know that if I go crazy and abandon my rules, I am going to be majorly depressed after I have the baby if I were left with a ton of weight to lose. I won't let that happen. NO WAY!
Okay, time to relax for the night and get ready to enjoy Mother's Day tomorrow!
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