The Downfall of Pregnancy

Weight gain is an inevitable part of pregnancy.  So far, I’m on track to gain the recommended amount of weight, but apparently the last few months those numbers can escalate quickly.  That being said,  people always say the cardinal rule for a husband, is not to talk about your weight while your wife is packing on the pounds.  Call me abnormal, but this doesn’t really bother me.

Paul noticed he put on a few “sympathy pounds” in the last 5 months (by a few I literally mean a FEW and not some huge weight gain), and since then he has become super motivated to get back in shape.  He’s been drinking water, snacking on fruits and veggies, and been increasing his workouts.  He used his “blow money” (any Dave Ramsey fans?) this month to purchase an Adidas FitSmart Heart Rate Monitor.  So now seeing how many calories he’s burning, has made him more motivated!

This is all great!  I’m proud of him – I feel like I should add that bit in before I go into the point of this post.  In his motivation, he’s motivated me, and this can be something we do together.  Except for that one MINOR detail… I’m pregnant, and definitely GAINING WEIGHT!  No big deal.  Give me about 6 months or so to pop out our little girl, and be cleared to workout again, then let’s get motivated! This is what bothers me!  In his weight loss talk, I want to do it to!  Except, I shouldn’t be losing weight right now.

Regardless of the minor detail, and the fact that I will not be getting in shape anytime soon, he has successfully motivated me to get back in the gym, and keep myself from gaining an exorbitant amount of weight.  I’m honestly not that worried about my weight gain, I just don’t like the thought of having to try and lose it after she comes when I’m sleep deprived.

I guess it’s just frustrating to watch him get excited to see the number on the scale go down, while my number keeps going up.  Excuse me while I sit in the corner eating Oreos and binge watching Netflix to make myself feel better… Ironic right?

I guess the downside of this whole situation for Paul could be that he thinks I’m trying to sabotage his weight loss by keeping our house stocked with Oreos, Heart Reeses (because the holiday ones are the best), and random sweets.  I definitely wouldn’t do that… but Aubrey would 🙂

Slow and Steady

I recently mentioned that my friend, Deborah, and I have been working on the Couch to 5K running app.  We recently finished up week 3 and while we are so far from running a 5k, Jillian in our office conviced us to sign up for a 1 mile run this past weekend.  She enticed us by telling us this run just so happened to be called “Breakfast on the Track” meaning after you run they give you pancakes… Sold.

So Deborah and I signed up for this run and we were pumped… until we got there.  We get there during the first heat.  AKA people running the mile in less than 5:30.  Meanwhile – we are over here just hoping to run the mile without having to stop and walk.  Can we talk about how intimidating this is?! The whole time people are running we are talking ourselves out of this.  If we leave now Jillian will just think we never showed up.  If we leave now nobody will see us finish last.  If we leave now we can go back to bed, and pretend this never happened!

Then we saw Jillian who also happens to be a Triathlete.  She also finished this run in 5:54.  There was no backing out once we saw her.  So we watched everyone run.  Heat by heat.  The whole time we just kept telling ourselves we should have waiting another week or two before we signed up for something like this.  We are in no way runners.  We are slow.  We hate running, but we are working on it!  We WANT to be runners… we just haven’t quite made it there.

Finally it was our turn (the last heat and the slowest heat).  We set two goals for ourselves.

  1. No walking.  Make it through 1 mile without slowing to a walk.
  2. Finish in 12 minutes (yes we are aware that’s super slow – but again, we are super slow)  – meaning we had to finish each lap in under 3 minutes.

We finish the first lap in about 2 minutes – we were feeling good.  The third lap we started to struggle, but at that point we were almost done!  We never walked, and we kept encouraging each other along the way.  (Thank goodness Deborah was with me or it probably would not have gone so well).  We finished the race in 10:43.  Way under our goal time and without walking!   We beat our personal goals and we were thrilled.  We ended up having a blast and now we want to do more!  Now we have a record to hold ourselves against.  Now we want to run a mile in 10 minutes and gradually decrease that time.  We want to run our 5k and we will get there.  Slow and steady may not win the race – but we will finish it!


Getting Back on the Wagon… Again

For the last few years I’ve really wanted to be in shape and be the “fit” girl.  Not just skinny… fit.  This probably comes from the fact that growing up, I never had to workout to maintain my body or even pay attention to it.  I was dancing so often, that I was just in shape without even realizing it.  When I quit I never paid attention to what I was eating or even thought about working out, because it was never something I had to think about.  So in college it caught up with me quickly, it literally felt like it happened over night.  I just woke up one day hating the way I looked and how I felt.  It has since been a battle of self-hate and insecurity.  I am an average girl and there isn’t anything wrong with that… but I want to be healthy and look healthy.

Over the years I’ve gone through phases of really focusing on my eating and working out.  At one point I had a personal trainer and was clean eating.  I lost about 12 lbs and my body was toning up and I was ecstatic.  I felt amazing and my trainer actually nicknamed me “the monster” because I was focused, determined, and serious about my lifestyle.  Then Paul and I got engaged and I fell off the wagon.  I’m what you call a stress-eater and/or emotional eater. It’s hard to describe it, but when I’m stressed I literally crave sweets and terrible for you food.  I lose all self control and will power.  I can’t seem to stop eating.  So after we got engaged, I ruined all the progress I’d been making and went back to my regular weight.   The complete opposite of what happens to most brides to be.

Earlier this year I got back into it and was extremely motivated.  I started Insanity and saw crazy results within the first two weeks.  I was thrilled and loved it.  I did not miss a day of the workouts even though I was traveling like crazy and working two jobs.  I was up at 5am to fit workouts in and working out in hotel rooms.  I even had plans for after I completed the program.  I bought FocusT25 and was going to start right after I finished Insanity and not skip a beat. My hopes of being the “fit” girl were once again in my reach.  Then I stopped 57 days into the 63 day program… Seriously?  What a quitter. The last month of the program I was in serious pain from my knees and the workouts were killing me – not because I couldn’t do them.  I was actually really proud of the strength I gained during that program, but because EVERY movement killed my knees.  Afterwards, I would limp around and my knees constantly ached.  So for the last two months I’ve eaten everything in sight and not worked out.  I again ruined all my progress that I made.

It seems like the 2 month mark is my downfall. I rock it out for about 2 months and I get excited and proud of myself and then I become my own worst enemy and ruin it.   So Paul and I decided to do it together this time.  We will eat healthy.  We will work out. We will support each other… and say no to each other when we ask for our usual cravings of brownies, blizzards, and donuts. (I never liked brownies – I blame Paul for that. He never liked sweets – He blames me for that… we’re even!) I started T25 and he’s back in the gym.  We are also taking walks each night with our dogs, because they need the exercise too.   We will go on runs together and maybe one day I can convince him to do stadiums with me.  Our meals will consist of lean protein, veggies and fruits.  Clean eating at it’s finest.

So we are back on the wagon, and hopefully this time we won’t fall off.  This time I’m going to make it past 2 months. Wish us luck!