I am jogging along as far as the pregnancy is concerned and though I haven't had the heart to check, I am pretty sure I am continuing to gain weight. Yuck. I will actually climb on the scale soon, but I just don't want too.
In good news, the baby is the size of a lime this week and developing nicely. (At least I assume it is.) We are still talking about finding out the sex. I can't decide, but Dan really wants too. I will probably find out because he feels so strongly about it.
This last week, I actually hit all my goals for exercise that I set out. I exercised six days, ran a total of 26 miles, and lifted weights one day. The thing I am most proud of is that I can still do a sub eight minute mile. True it's not the 7:30's, 7's I was doing last summer, but I'll take what I can get. I keep reminding myself that I will be doing 10 + pretty soon, so enjoy the 8 while I can.
As far as eating.... (groan...) I simply have a hard time taking the energy to eat really healthy. And I quite frankly don't care as much. I am not eating candy or tons of white flour, but I am eating things I don't normally on a continual basis. Like cheese. Yum.
I keep promising myself I'll be better next week, but it never happens..:) Well that's not entirely true. I do make good decisions sometimes. I ate an egg white omelette last night instead of a bowl of roman or a bagel which is what I really wanted. Yearh! Small victories!
As far as measurements go, I haven't taken them. :) But I know my butt is continuing to grow. Uhg. I will do measurements on Sunday. Promise!
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