In an effort to try to encourage a more regular blogging schedule for myself, I was going to try to make this entry a first of a "theme" for Thursdays, but there are no cool alliteration words that go with Thursday, so I figure I'll just go with that title instead. Hopefully, I can keep it up for longer than one entry! *LOL*
It's kind of like a photo dump + chance to keep my chitter-chatter to a minimum for my guy followers *coughs* Andre *coughs* who say I write too much, but clearly, as I am still me, I'm already violating my goal to keep the word count to a minimum. He he he #sorrynotsorry!
Let's get to it!
I don't know if it's intentional and I just didn't pick up on it, but October has been a good book release month for me! Earlier, I picked up the newest installment of Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan (a spinoff of the Percy Jackson series). I stare at a computer screen all day looking at/talking about/dealing with money and finances, I feel like I deserve a good bit of YA material where I can zone out and not have to think too much - and also because I'm 12. Allegiant, the 3rd and final book of the Divergent series finally came out and I grabbed it on my wander around Chapters. Liked the first two installments better, but I still managed to stay up until 3:30 am to finish reading it.
Confession: I have been doing this obsessively for the last few months. I read in the "What to Expect" book that toes, feet, ankles, legs, etc. tend to swell and puff up during pregnancy and I'm that shallow that it has become a fear of mine. Any time I have access to look at my feet, I will take that opportunity to scrutinize them to make sure they're not ginormous since I also read that some women's feet can grow up to a size and a half larger and not go back to normal. I should feel shameful that this is a legit fear of mine. They seem okay in this picture...for now...
Tried to make the effort in cleaner eating, but I'm going to go ahead and blame this on the whole pregnancy thing. The thought of going back to eating my chicken meals and salads and whatnot makes me want to punch someone in the face and then shove Reese's peanut butter cups in mine. I feel victorious with any minimal success that I get when eating cleaner. This effort wasn't that great. I opened up the Astro Greek Yogurt flavored vanilla creme brulee and ended up throwing it out because it tasted horrible. I had my protein shake ready to go and work got so busy that it sat there on my desk all day. I did eat my balance bar though and it was delicious.
CONFESSION: Instead of doing the massive pile of laundry that is threatening to take over my entire laundry room, I just nipped on out and bought more underwear. Bart stares at me with judgement in his eyes. #aintnoshameinmygame
There was a work wellness fair going on this week and I signed up for a yoga and zumba class. The yoga one felt pretty good even though I couldn't do half of the things she instructed. My bad, I didn't tell her that I had any special conditions when she asked if there was anyone who had any special conditions. Meh, I made do and it still felt really nice. NOTE TO SELF: No more zumba for me until after the baby comes. It just doesn't seem right to be 28 weeks pregnant to be twerking and shaking things....
CONFESSION: I totally ate this while I was waiting outside the room for zumba to start. I mean...it's okay. I'm going to zumba after all!
...this was sticking out of my purse during class. I was sad I didn't have enough time to eat them before the class started. Probably a good thing though since I wasn't feeling so hot after all the shaking and the shimmying and whatnot.
CONFESSION: All the clean glasses are actually in the dishwasher and this was the only acceptable receptacle that I could find to drink out of. This snapshot confessional may be painting a very lazy and slobby picture of me to the general public...that's pretty accurate.
I plugged in my Nike+ SportWatch to charge and when the app opened up with all my stats, it seemed like a good idea to tally up my KMs and to make sure that my KM count was accurate for my Skoras. Since I started running in February all the way up until Tuesday's lunch time woggle, I've gone 293.75 kms. Which is 293.75 more kms than I've gone ever, so I'm good with that. 99 of those kms were done in April which was the month before I found out I was preggo. Halfway through May, I found out why I was feeling so tired and then June and July: 3.34 km and 5.23 km, you can tell that I wasn't having any kind of physical activity. I thought that was pretty cool to see and I'm hoping to continue to be able to keep track of my KMs for 2013, though I expect to see a significant drop (or a complete absence of any) in February, depending on what happens with the little miss and how I react to it all.
I'm off work tomorrow and have got a spa adventure date with my cousin (who is 36 weeks pregnant) and we are practically quivering waiting for the moment when someone can get their hands on our lower backs (and legs for me!) And then this weekend is the big Niagara Falls run and I'm really pumped for it except for the part where I have to run a 5K and a 2K. Being serious about running and all, we have a carb-loading session planned at Red Lobster where I plan to consume an indecent amount of garlic shrimp pasta and then once they officially hand me my two medals, we'll be off for breakfast because obviously we deserved it and then the SPA! *coughs* #massagewhore *coughs*
I'm sure that I'll be blowing up IG feeds, so if you're at all curious to see what a pregnant meltdown in the middle of a 5K or 2K looks like, feel free to follow me on Instagram and Twitter!