Friday, July 18, 2014
On a whim today, I logged into Sparkpeople to catch up on the blogs of some friends. Then I realized how quickly I dropped off in February.
Well, here I am.
I can't say that I'm disappointed, as I have good cause to be MIA from the web: I am expecting our third child this fall. I'm currently 24 weeks pregnant, and couldn't be happier. Well, I'm happy that our family is growing...it's just unfortunate that my circumference needs to do the same!
My overall weight gain this pregnancy has been pretty small...I've yet to even gain ten pounds. However, I'm also predisposed to gestational diabetes, so I'm trying to watch my diet closely. Nothing terrifies me more than the idea of birthing a giant baby.
Baby #3 is due a few days after Halloween and I have to say that I'm excited to get back on the running wagon. I've been swimming and walking a lot, but I absolutely just want to break into a run. Unfortunately, my balance is garbage right now, and I learned the hard way that pregnant me is not meant to run. It takes talent to fall right off of a curb, you know!
I didn't get to run the Cherry Blossom Ten Miler this spring as I had some difficulties early on in my pregnancy and my doctor advised that ten miles might be a bit much. But I watched from the sidelines and cheered on my cousin, who I was intended to run with.
Lately I've been walking at night, once it cools off and after my husband is home from work. It gives me a bit of a break and gives him some quality guy time with the boys. I'd say it's a win-win. Next month I'm taking our sons to the beach in New England where we'll visit my hometown and family for the first time in nearly four years. It makes me sad that it's taken so long, but I can't figure out how I could have made it happen any earlier. Of course, I'm terribly excited, but also a bit worn out just thinking about it. It will be an eight hour drive and then I'll be up there in a rental house for a week with the kids. Tiring or not, I'm ready for some fun in the sun.
I've uploaded the Sparkpeople app again, and with the permission of my doctor, am going to be tracking my food intake (not for loss, just for record keeping). I'm sincerely hoping that developing the habit now will carry over into my postpartum recovery.
Saturday, February 08, 2014
The last few days I've been trying to pay attention to how food makes me feel after I eat it. Indulging in a huge bowl of the kids crackers makes me feel lousy. Replacing that with a moderate sized bowl of grapes and berries made me feel terrific. I'm making an effort to remember how food makes me feel before I eat it...and really just be more mindful about what I put in my mouth. Not a terribly difficult concept, but not always the easiest when I'm fighting a hunger pang.
I've been walking a lot and this afternoon I pick up my training for the Cherry Blossom Ten Miler. It's thrilling to be at a point where I can run...albeit slowly with frequent breaks. That doesn't matter though, I'm only glad to be putting one foot in front of the other!
One of my greatest pleasures is an iced coffee. Until this week, I'd been having one in the morning after everyone was at school and I was back home. But then it dawned on me: why have it right away, when I don't really need it and it's simply part of a routine? Rather, I decided to put it off until the afternoon....though not too late so it doesn't impact falling asleep. I've been having it around 1:00 and it serves as a pick-me up without making me feel like I'm completely derailing my efforts. Naturally, the next step is to try and cut back so it's not a daily treat.
Last night my biggest thrill was a cold, crisp bottle of Angry Orchard cider. Though, while tasty, the 200 calories that came with it were enough to convince me that one bottle was more than enough. I'm glad that stuff didn't exist when I was in college, that's for sure!
I've finally come to terms with the fact that I simply cannot bake as often as I enjoy AND expect to lose weight. As much as I love baking and having fresh baked treats around (last week it was rugelach, this week it was sunken blueberry coffee cake), it's a temptation that I find near to impossible to resist. So I'm calling a moratorium on baking for a while. It's just too hard, and if I'm going to be sabotaged, I'd rather not do it myself. But you can bet that in the meantime I'm going to be stockpiling recipes for individual sized treats and healthy full sized ones.
Happy weekend everyone!
Wednesday, February 05, 2014
I'm trying my best right now and doing my darnedest to stay active despite the ice/snow/rain/slush/freezing cold. Last night, my husband and I made reservations for a ski weekend in early March. He's never skied, and I haven't skied since college, but we're all going and he and the kids are going to try it. YAY! Let's here it for active, family filled fun weekends!
In other news, I've done an okay job getting to bed early and this week kinda-sorta conquered getting up early (though truthfully, it was driven by early morning meetings). Nonetheless, I did it and liked it.
In February, my goal is to work on getting back into an exercise routine. As part of that, my family and I are touring a gym on Saturday and we're all set to sign ourselves up. I can't wait. I've already planned to take my fancy new key-fob id card and work out on Sunday. Hopefully, with a little forethought and planning, I can make February an active one.
Friday, January 17, 2014
Last night I felt so lousy, and I am pretty convinced that the pizza was a pretty sizable factor in that feeling. Not that pizza is bad, but I knew I was making a poor choice, and I was making the poor choice because I was tired and feeling lazy. Also, yesterday was pretty convenience food-heavy. It's not exactly shocking that I felt crappy.
However, today's a new day.
A few years ago I read Gretchen Rubin's book "The Happiness Project." I didn't do anything with what she talked about in the book, though, until last night. One of my favorite bloggers, Katie at www.marriageconfessions.com read the book over the holidays and is starting her own happiness project. I liked her approach, and figured maybe it's time I did the same. So now it's official, 2014 is the year of Emily.
I'm in the process of deciding what twelve things I want to work on this year (one thing per month), but I know FOR SURE that in January I'm working on rest. Rest, as in getting enough sleep. It's important to me, and all this week I've been in bed (and asleep) before eleven. Holy cow, it's make a huge difference in my days. The one thing I'd like to try to work into this whole "get more rest" thing is waking up earlier. My oh my, how much better my mornings would be if I could get up half an hour earlier.
If nothing else, I want to use this "Happiness Project" as a chance to learn about myself and push myself in areas that I have let slide for awhile. It's time to challenge myself.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
I've just collapsed on the couch after a morning of cleaning and organizing. Rather than get hung up on looking for a new place to live, I'm trying to reframe my perspective and be happy where we are now. Kind of like the magnet on my fridge reminds me.
While the weekend was difficult, I chose to not beat myself up and move on. So as of yesterday I am back on plan. My husband got home early last night, too, and immediately suggested I go out for a walk or run since it was so pleasant out. Sure enough, I donned my running shoes and went out for a 20 minute run / walk. I'm so glad he suggested that, because once I was home I felt so invigorated - I even did some pushups and crunches!
Over the weekend I ordered my 2014 planner. It's a little late, but I waited until after the holidays to see where we were in the ol' budget before shelling out what I think it a bit much (but worth it) for the specific planner that I use. That being said, it ships next week and I can't wait.
Now that T is in playschool on Mondays and Wednesdays, I've got some small scale projects that I'm working toward. Namely, cleaning out some closets and our two desks. I've come to realize that I have loads of holiday decorations that I never use. I've collected them from various people (mostly my mom), but I'm really not one to decorate for Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's Day, or Easter. More often than not, the kids come home with all sorts of festive art that we put up. So, I'm hoping to clean out and get some boxes ready to take to Goodwill.
Anyways, things are good. I'm plugging away and will weigh in on Friday.
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