This week I kicked up my workouts from whatever I ran in 20 minutes (which was usually just over 1.6 miles). Now I run for 25 minutes, & that put me at just over 2 miles. In my attempts to still try to take it easy I will usually kick up the speed for a minute or two just to get a nice rush going, but I bring it back down to keep my heart rate low. I never thought I'd miss a nice run, but having to take it easy makes me a little crazy at times.
I still have o real love or desire for food. I am just eating to live... (and if I wasn't pregnant & forcing myself to eat I probably wouldn't) I usually live to eat. Some people may think that is a blessing (I won't put on more than the basic minimum pounds if things don't change.) It's just hard to force yourself to find something you can choke down. It also makes for a real challenge in trying to be a good wife & mom, because I should be cooking dinner, but the thought of cooking things is pretty much as bad as the though of eating. I do manage to scrounge up some dull & disappointing meals. I'm sure my family longs for the the old me... the one who loves to cook.
I am feeling more movements of the baby, but he is still a very easy going bean. I do get these sharp kicks every now and then that catch me off guard, I'm not sure if they are kicks or some strange stretching. I can't wait to feel more regular movement & perhaps a case of the hiccups. All in all I am feeling pretty good.
2 comments:
I wish I liked running. Missed you today.
I can't believe your dedication to exercise. Also I remember loving the hiccups with my first baby, but this baby has the hiccups probably 4 times or more a day and it's crazy.
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