Today was exhausting! I took the little bambina to visit a friend of mine, who also has a baby. I didn't realize it at the time, but it was quite a trek. It involved a walk to the streetcar stop, a streetcar ride, a subway ride, and a 10 minute walk. All with a 2-month old baby strapped to my chest. I was pretty stressed out the whole time, because I was expecting a freak-out episode at any time. It would have been difficult to abort the mission in the midst of our journey.
We made it there and back in one piece! But boy, is it good exercise wandering around with an 11.5 lb baby strapped to you!
When I got home, I was exhausted. The adrenaline from our trip drained from my body, and I just wanted to crash! So I decided that I'd had enough activity for one day, and that I wouldn't go to the gym. I felt guilty, but I was soooo tired.
After dinner, the guilt wouldn't go away. Was I really tired, or was I making excuses? How would I get back on track this week? Did I really want to wash my hair again today?
So at 10pm (yes!), I decided that I was going to go. And I just finished the continuation of my Couch-to-5K program. It felt awesome. It was harder than last time for some reason (still a bit sore!), but running again feels like I've found a long-lost friend. Even though I'm barely running - I'd call it waddling - it just felt like progress.
My body after pregnancy feels soooo different. I have no abdominal muscles. Go figure, I didn't use them for 9 months! My lower back is very weak. And I feel off-balance somehow. Almost like, I finally got used to carrying a basketball-like contraption around my belly, and now I have to get used to being without it. Centre of gravity has totally changed!
My eating has been okay - a bit scattered because the last three days the baby and I have had outings, and planning has been difficult. Yes, chocolate was in the picture - but I'm not going to beat myself up over it! I'm still moving in the right direction, and that's what counts!