Its been awhile since I have blogged. The newest and latest update from me is:
Don't let the pink fool you, we don't know what we are having yet. I'm due December 21st. Honestly, what has caused me to write this blog is the disappointment I have about my health during this pregnancy. When I lost all my weight I had visions of being one of those cute pregnant ladies. You know all belly and adorable? Instead, I have put most of my weight back on, ok not most but a lot, and it is the opposite of what I thought I would like this time around. I realize that it isn't about what I LOOK like, but for me, it kinda is. I mean it is more than that, its the disappointment in myself that I have allowed the weight to come back. I am pretty mad at myself for that. I am 12 weeks. I have plenty of time to begin doing something about it. I am not talking about calorie restricting diet, obviously. But I need to start moving and doing pregnancy safe workouts and getting back to my healthy diet. It is what is best for me and the baby. I know I wont drop a lot of weight, but I will have the foundation in place for after the baby is born so that I can lose weight again. I want to get back to where I was, maybe even a little more. I miss how good I felt. How much easier it was to breathe or climb stairs. I am going to start walking again. Just start over. I want to run again and not be miserable. So my goal for next year is to get back to running shape. With ACTUAL training this time. I would like to start strength training again. Maybe I will do that 3 days a week and then walk whenever I feel like it. Or if I don't want too do ST then I walk. SOMETHING. Its the best for me and the baby. Oh and I should probably stop indulging in my pizza cravings. LOL.
I think that is all for now. I took you on my journey of training for Goofy. Now I will take you on Mission: Healthy Pregnancy. This will be just as challenging. Again, I have quite the prize at the end of the journey!
Until Next Time, Run On and Be Happy!
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Spring race season is upon us. Am I ready? Nope. Have I been preparing? Nope. I have been stuck in the biggest rut, funk, hole… whatever you want to call it, and I have done nothing to turn the tides. Do you know what that adds up too? About 50 pounds in weight gain from my lowest in 2011. A lack of drive for, basically, anything. Way too much ice cream. Way too many Girl Scout cookies. No running. No weight training. My pants don’t fit. I cant wear any of my cute dresses. I can barely make it through an hour of Zumba. And I have a Half Marathon in exactly 3 weeks. I haven’t really run since Goofy. I am hoping to get out on the roads this weekend but we are supposed to get a huge snowstorm (Today IS the first day of Spring, right?) So I don’t know if that will happen or not. Its not that I am worried about running the Half. Its my 18th. It’s natural now. In fact, it may be what I need to truly kick it back into gear!
In, the mean time, I am frustrated. I am not, however, frustrated enough to actually DO anything about it, which frustrates me even more.
I am uncomfortable. My clothes don’t fit. I hate that when I look down now, I have a double chin…again. I have been here before. I vowed to myself that I would never go back there. And here I am, well on my way. Maybe not to 300 lbs, but after being 190, 240 feels an awful LOT like 300. I am doing JUST enough to keep things from getting out of control, but not enough to actually make things move back in the other direction.
I’m getting close though. There are days when I can feel it: That thing I need to happen, to feel deep in my gut, that fire it takes to make true change in your life. Its flickering. It just hasn’t caught hold yet.
Anyone got a blow torch?
Monday, February 18, 2013
It’s Marathon Monday, and everywhere you looked were the signs of what had been done the day before. Runner were waddling, groaning at the bus stairs, and sporting Bling each and every variety from the proceeding weekend. One thing about runners, we do like to celebrate ourselves! Congratulations were given freely and sincerely to and from each weekend warrior to the other. I will be honest, I loved it. I loved every minute of it. I was puffed up with self congratulations because of that Goofy head hanging around my neck, and I will not for one second feel badly about it. This was my moment and damn it, I had earned it!
Laurie and I decided to spend our victory day in Epcot. We both love Epcot. It is my favorite of the parks in WDW. I love going around World Showcase. I always get a Fiesta Margarita in Mexico, and it seemed more than appropriate given the situation! The self made videos in Spaceship Earth never cease to make me laugh. I think MouseWorks is an awesome souvenir store. Anyway, I was more than happy to spend our last day at Epcot. First thing was first and that was Spaceship Earth, or as I referred to it in the previous blog ‘the Ball.’ We had our picture taken together on the backside of the Ball in our Goofy Shirts and medals. It seemed only right since, like I said, every race we did that weekend began and ended in Epcot. That fact means even more to me since Epcot IS my favorite park, and now its sentimental meaning for me had grown exponentially over the course of the last 3 days. It is now the site of the completion of a dream. A wild idea that had come true.
Laurie went over to Test Track to checkout the changes they had made. I found a bench and stretched out my sore shins. She wasn’t impressed with the changes they had made. I don’t do Test Track. I have once, but it made me sick, so I avoid it now. I just watched people, and waited. Stretching felt good. When Laurie was done we went over to World Showcase.
We started in Canada so Laurie could get a beer and I got Matthew a hockey tee shirt and we posed in the photo op cut out. I just did it to be silly. Little did I know, it would lead to a “thing” and suddenly ‘Goofy Around the World’ was born. We stopped in each pavilion and took photo with our Goofy medal. It was some of the most fun I had all weekend. We window shopped, took pictures, watched a couple performances and I even got some Christmas shopping done!
We sat on a bench in the shade in Mexico and sipped our margaritas and people watched. We still had to pack and it was getting late in the afternoon so we went back to eat at Sunshine Seasons at the Land. They have the BEST pork chop there. The Rotisserie chicken is wonderful. The bakery has the best yummies. They have a Raspberry Dark Chocolate Cupcake that I wanted to celebrate with, unfortunately, they didn’t have any that day so I settled for my delicious pork chop with homemade BBQ, cheddar mashed potatoes and fresh green beans. Yummy! The food at Sunshine Seasons is made with ingredients from The Land's Greenhouses so everything is super fresh. Aft we finished out meal, it was getting late so we decided we should head back to the resort and start packing. On our way out to the bus who should we happen to see posing for pictures? GOOFY! We HAD to stop and get a picture with Goofy!
The problem with buying stuff is that now I had to find a way to get it all in my suitcase!! We got everything packed a ready to go in the morning, decided to go have our last hoorah at Ragland Road. We ate some more, drank some more and celebrated. They were having live music and Irish dancing so we just kicked back and enjoyed ourselves. It was just a perfect way to tie up our trip and our journey around the world.
We had a later flight out on Tuesday so we didn't have to wake up at the buttcrack of dawn. We had breakfast at the resort after we got our bags checked in. Its always pretty depressing waiting for (what we in the Rose Family call) the Sad Bus. We never want to go back to reality, but it seemed especially hard this time. We had such and amazing, epic week and I honestly didn't want it to be over. I still don't and it is a month later!! So many thing inside myself changed that weekend. I guess in that way, Goofy weekend will never end. Through this process I have learned so much about myself, but those tings will wait for another day.
Until Next Time, Run On & Be Happy!!
MorrocoMorroco again because I love this fountain thing