Anyways, I figure I'd better come up with a plan to at least keep my endurance up while I'm knocked up. I don't want to have to start from scratch, like I did with Milo. I have yet to come up with any good ideas, but hopefully something will come to me very soon; otherwise I'll be screwwwwwed.
I am quietly marching into my 28th week of pregnancy. If I didn't sweat buckets every time I even thought about heading outside, I might be enjoying myself more. Although this pregnancy is going much more smoothly than with Milo. I think by this point I had gained 20 pounds and wasn't slowing down! Dear Lord, let's never do that again. I have found that food journaling is my saving grace. If I think about something really bad for me, I think about having to write it down. Usually that deters me. But not today. No, today we celebrated the Fourth o' July (yes, a day early) and I'm pretty sure I ate roughly 1800 calories for DINNER. I'm not even kidding. The good thing is, I don't do that every day. Plus, it's a holiday! What was I to do, say no to the giant cookie cake sitting in front of me? I think not!
The good thing is, there is always tomorrow. Another day to try and not completely screw up everything I've worked towards. Whether I make it or not, is completely up to me. But most likely if I fail, I'm going to blame it on the cookie cake.