Fellow blogger Valerie at Atlantamomofthree has decided to start a health and fitness challenge for the month of December. Click here to view her post and answer in her comments if you’d like to join! Since I’m all about being healthy I’m looking forward to participating. The cool thing is, you can make your own goals. So start small, aim large, whatever you think you can fit in whether it be cutting out french fries and soda or start training for a marathon, your choice.
Mine’s simple, since I’m already going to be trying to run more 5ks before the Potato’s grand entrance, I really need to make a better effort to run consistently throughout the week. (Confession, I’m not a hard core train for speed runner. I liked training for distance-long and slow runs-but I never really bothered with training for 5ks because they’re only 3.1 miles and I’m not looking to win any medals.)
My goal: Run at least 1 mile, 3 times a week. Unless, of course, my OB tells me to stop.
-Mini goals that go along with this goal to help me gain and maintain a healthy weight:
- Drink a glass of milk a day
- Aim for at minimum 2000 calories a day. (I’ve gotten pretty good at estimating calories, when training for ultras my hubby and I aimed closer to the 3000 mark).
Speaking of running, the Christmas Classic 5k went ok, a little uncomfortable for a few reasons-mainly, I REALLLY had to go to the bathroom by the time the gun went off. This whole pregnancy my, um, gastrointestinal tract has been a little flakey but with the help of Raisen Bran I’ve avoided constipation the last few weeks. However, I get no warning, and then I have to go. Immediately. That made running a little awkward to say the least, but boy did it motivate me to finish as quick as possible! My hips were also a little achy by the end (slight understatement there) so I’ve got to watch my running since everythings all hormonally loose at the moment.
BUT, the Potato gave me a kick big enough to surprise me right near the end, so either the Potato likes running or it wants me to cut it out, haha. It’s fun being able to feel the occasional pops and jabs, it’s still mostly when I’m sitting still or lying down, but I can feel them more frequently now 🙂
Now for a random comment by Brian:
Watching the end of a live performance of the musical Scrooge where all the actors and actressess are taking their final bows. I spot the ghost of Christmas Yet to Come (the one dressed in robes with a sickle who doesn’t speak) and I nudge Brian:
Me: “oh look, Death took his mask off.”
Me: “Wait….is Death a girl?”
Brian: “Yup. It’s the women that kill you.”