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Confessions

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I have a couple of confessions to make.

CONFESSION #1: I’m kind of hooked on Pinterest. There’s a whole lot of it that can be annoying (hello, chevrons and burlap wreaths!), but it can also be a pretty useful tool as well as a good time killer. I’ve used it to plan vacations, and in more recent months to motivate me to run. When I was getting up the nerve to run for the first time, I spent a lot of time putting together cute running outfits (that I could never afford) with Polyvore and Pinterest to inspire me. It worked. I’ve gone back to that lately as I’ve started to slide back into a regular running habit.

CONFESSION #2: I’ve been reading corny motivational quote pins. Yep. I’ve turned into one of those people. I didn’t mean to, but I need all the help I can get when it. I’m still sort of embarrassed about this. Plus, you have to be careful – a lot of them are just thinly veiled pro-eating disorder images. While I’m fortunate enough not to have that problem, I certainly don’t want to be in a position where I’m disseminating that sort of thing to people who can be harmed by it.

Nevertheless, sometimes they provide the right push, especially when I can relate to them.

Today, I’m stuck on this one:

Good habits are as addictive as bad habits, and a lot more rewarding.

I like it because it turns out that it’s true. I had to find a good habit that I really enjoyed, though.

In other news, I’m LOVING my Fitbit Force. It really has motivated me to move more than I normally would have. It’s also got me drinking a lot more water. I hope all of that lasts. If the estimate of calories burned is anywhere close to accurate, then it has had an unexpected benefit: allowing me to eat more. I was trying my best to keep my intake at 1200 calories a day, but you know what? THAT’S NOT ENOUGH DAMN FOOD. I was always hungry or going over it and feeling like I’d failed. It turns out that I burn more in a day than I thought, and that allows me to take in a few more calories while still maintaining a 500-calorie-per-day  deficit – or sometimes a little more.

I’m right in the middle of the monthly attack of hormonal water retention (TMI? Whatev.), so I don’t know yet how my weight’s doing. I expect (if all goes as it did prior to my October diet/running derailment) for my weight to resume its slow and steady decline in a week or less.

Basically, I’m back to being optimistic. The truth is that I’ve never found losing weight to be hard. The only difficult parts for me are getting started with it, and then keeping it off.

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February 14, 2014 at 6:48 am

Time to hit the reset button on this running thing

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I was really doing great with my running (I lost 30 fucking pounds!), and then I got injured…

Thanks to that plus a few other excuses, some good, some not so good, I’ve done very little running since mid-October. I even put on about ten pounds (giving you the side-eye, holidays).

I started hating my body again and being kind of bummed about it. Luckily, I’ve gotten my calories reigned back in over the past few weeks, and dropped nine of those ten extra pounds. The weird thing is that I look way shittier at this particular weight than I did at the same weight a couple of months ago. Exercise matters! Lesson learned.

Seriously, though, I’ve missed running this whole time, and more so recently. I keep hearing this song in a commercial that was in one of my warm weather running mixes, and it drives me crazy. It’s been crazy cold lately, and the coming week will be just as bad, but I’m ready to get back at it as soon as we can get into 30+ degree morning weather. I’m about to go out and buy a FitBit, so I guess I’ll be running whether or not I feel like it out of guilt over the expense. Whatever it takes.

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February 1, 2014 at 12:18 am

do you wanna eat do you wanna sleep do you wanna drown

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Running is going great. I hate rest days. Last night I was feeling stressed and anxious and found myself wishing I could run, but that wasn’t possible since yesterday morning made three straight days of running. Then I just wished I could have a cigarette (I didn’t).

I’m still getting better every time I go out, but I haven’t attempted to run more than three minutes at a time yet. I imagine that will happen next week.

I’m also losing weight – I’ve lost a little over 20 pounds since the beginning of June. I’m starting to feel like I look better, and I’m beginning to hate my body less (I’m still 15 pounds or so from liking it).

All of that is pretty boring to anyone who isn’t me, but here’s the playlist I just threw together for tomorrow morning. Seems like good Friday jams.

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September 6, 2013 at 8:08 am

Exciting Knee Stuff! (that’s a lie)

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Ha. The knee straps didn’t end up being so magical after all. I don’t know why they worked so well the first time I put them on. I don’t think it was a placebo effect, because I was in pretty bad pain, so who knows. Every subsequent time I’ve put them on, I’ve had varying levels of success or none at all.

The day after my last post, I went for a run with the knee straps on. The pain was apparent almost immediately, so I turned around and walked back to the car. It pretty much got worse and worse from there.

Fortunately, I had some pain medication (as in the real stuff) left over from my septoplasty, so that was helpful, but that stuff kind of makes me feel like crap after a couple of days. Eventually I was able to manage it with ibuprofen, and now I don’t need that. I realized this evening that there was no pain, so I’m going to sit out one more day and get back at it Tuesday morning with the knee straps.

I’m headed to Florida in October, and I’d like to be able to run for an extended period of time while I’m there. I have no idea how much I’ll be able to do, though. Prior to getting hurt I was only doing one minute at a time, and I’m sure I’ve lost any progress that I made, so I’ll be starting over Tuesday morning.

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July 29, 2013 at 1:03 pm

Ugh… a setback

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According to my husband and Dr. Google, I have patellar tendinitis. The description sounds right anyway. Anyway, it cost me a day of running (couldn’t have walked either), and I worry that I may lose the small amount of progress I’ve made. However, J.R. ran out and got me a couple of knee straps, and they relieved almost all of the pain immediately. I was sort of amazed.

I need to read up on this problem a little more closely, but J.R. made it sound like the knee straps were going to have to be a permanent thing for me when I’m running. I’ve got a checkup somewhere in the not-too-distant future, so I’ll let the doctor decide for sure.

The other day I messing with the app I use to track calories (Lose It!), and I had a little surprise. I wanted to make sure I was still ok to be eating the number of calories I had been – almost 1500 – since I’ve lost some weight. Um no. It turns out that, during one of my failed attempts at dieting, I had put in an adjustment to add 225 to the number of calories allowed since I was still producing milk at the time. I guess I never removed it.  It’s not a huge deal, since that’s around the amount that I’ve been burning on my running days, and I’m exercising and swimming on the in-between days, but it was still a surprise.

I’ve fixed it now, and it’s at 1266. I’m sad to see the calories go, but this may jumpstart my weight loss some. I haven’t seen a change in about a week, though that’s probably related to the running.

I guess I need to start eating a ton of produce if I want to stay within the limit without starving.

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July 19, 2013 at 8:50 am

My opinions, and oh, I’ve got them – Part 1 of 5

People are unintentionally annoying and/or infuriating when you’re planning a wedding. Luckily, I made it through that without harming anyone. Unfortunately, they’re a thousand times worse when you’re expecting your first baby.

I’m going to do a little venting about this over the next few days (it was a little teal deer for a single post), so you’ve been warned. I know some of y’all don’t care for the mommy stuff (whether it’s irrelevant to you because you don’t have kids or don’t want them), but it may still be interesting. At the very least, you can learn ways to not be stabbed in the eyeball by me. So keep that in mind before you decide that you don’t want to read on.

Got it? Ok. Let the complaining commence!

The first set of annoying people, who are probably most obvious, are those who feel like it’s suddenly ok to comment on your body. I’ve been told by friends that they’ve had to deal with people hounding them because they were “too small” – this, of course, has not been a problem for me, but I can totally see it happening to others.

If you’re too small, the doctor will say so and take the necessary steps from there. Your aunt is not a doctor (unless she is), and she needs to mind her own business. I think that, more often than not, these women probably aren’t too little, but in our culture, the people criticizing them have totally bought into the whole “you’re eating for two” thing.

“Eating for two” is a bunch of crap, and any pregnancy book or paperwork from the doctor will tell you so. You’re only supposed to eat 300-500 extra calories per day, based on what your doctor determines. Throw gestational diabetes into the mix and your diet gets super restrictive.

Ok, I got away from my point… So then there’s the other side of the coin. Maybe you’ve gotten really big, whether it’s because of cookie cravings (I’m guilty – this describes the majority of my first two trimesters), or maybe it’s just your genes. People will say anything – “Wow, you’re huge!” or “Are you sure you’re not having twins?” – as if these things are any less offensive and hurtful than they would be if you were just overweight and not pregnant at all. No tact.

You will also get boob comments. This is going to get to some people and not to others, but typically, it’s just not really socially acceptable to go up to someone, pregnant or not, and comment on the size of their boobs. From my experience, guys seem to know better than to try this, so most of the comments are from women. It just makes me uncomfortable if someone tells me how huge my tits are other than my husband*. Besides, mine are big to the point of being tacky rather than awesome. Just ignore the milk machines and move on, y’all.

So the body stuff bugs me, especially since I’m a self-conscious person, but that’s nothing compared to the way I react to other peoples’ constant negativity. You’ll hear about that next.

*He doesn’t really say anything about it. I think he’s scared of me. Wise.

Comments for this post are closed. I’ve learned that mothers and mothers-to-be can be an easily-angered, opinionated and judgmental group (obviously I’m no exception). In order to prevent myself from having one more thing to get mad about, I’m not really interested in hearing that you disagree. This is really my last place to vent, since Twitter and Facebook (oh especially you, Facebook) have become minefields. If you don’t like my opinion, no one’s forcing you to read.

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March 6, 2012 at 5:35 pm

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