It’s January 3rd, 2016 and my Facebook and Instagram are still full of people saying what they didn’t accomplish in 2015, what they are going to do differently, and how they are starting over. This is a constant, yearly thing. We make our resolutions and then whine and moan that we didn’t do them at … Continue reading
So, I’m a bad listener. I don’t follow directions well. Especially when it involves me not getting my way. I’m having a difficult time balancing mental health with physical health. I NEED to exercise for my sanity, but I need to rest my body for recovery. It’s such a slippery slope for me. Since it has … Continue reading
Pregnancy is a funny thing – you realize how little actually know about it until you’re pregnant. No one talks about the emotional let down and the hormonal changes that take place once you’re not pregnant. Postpartum Depression is JUST becoming a topic of discussion, which is wonderful, but what I didn’t realize is that … Continue reading
Now that I don’t have this ginormous belly the itch to run has returned. My cravings no longer revolve around food, but around the need to feel the crisp air on my face as I settle into a long bike ride; the high from dry heaving after hill sprints; the rush from beating a PR. … Continue reading
Something happened after my last post. She kicked and I saw my belly move. Suddenly, everything made sense. I’m growing a fucking baby inside of me. What is WRONG with me? Why am I being so neurotic??? So, I’m done caring about what everyone else thinks. I get 40 weeks (give or take) to grow … Continue reading
It’s an addiction. I know I have an addictive personality. I know I have to be careful. I know I think in black and white terms. And yet I still think about it. Dieting. Weight loss. The control. The restriction. The beauty of it all. I miss my spreadsheets. I miss the scale going down. … Continue reading
I train. It’s what I do. It makes me feel good and like I have a purpose. I’m a goal oriented person that does well with a routine and enjoys knowing what comes next. I’m a planner. I like control. I own these qualities about myself. Yes, they make me a little neurotic, but I … Continue reading
When you Google about being fat and pregnant you get a TON of info that’s basically all doom and gloom about how you will die, your baby will die, everyone you love will die, and maybe if you weren’t so damned fat none of this would have happened, Fatty McFatterson. The world, especially doctors, hate you, … Continue reading
I got insanely frustrated while I was training for the half marathon because the pounds weren’t dropping like I had expected them too. Hell, I was averaging 30+ miles some weeks. Alright, I mean, in all honestly, I lost 15lbs in 10 weeks. Which is great, right? RIGHT? I know I’m being crazy. Whatever. Bare with … Continue reading
Petrified is an understatement. As I was falling asleep last night I sat up and looked at Kevin and said, “I should have done a 10k race before. Then I’d be more prepared.” Why? I have no idea. I’ve run nearly double the distance of a 10k during training, but for some reason I’m petrified. … Continue reading
