No strength training | Get it together, self. Get it together. The other day, I got all excited when my pre-pregnancy shorts were literally falling off me, but then I saw a photo of myself and realized it’s because I lost my butt. And not in a good way. Is this a thing? Does pregnancy make one lose one’s butt? Anyway, strength training might help me relocate said hindquarters.
I got out on one run for sunset after Nora went to bed, and it was glorious | It helped that I was cheered on by a total of 16 bunnies, most of them teeny tiny babies, along the trail. Spring!
The no sugar/processed food challenge is still going well | Except that I accidentally ate some honey and then decided to bring veggie dogs, the mother of all processed foods, on our camping trip (Yes! We took Nora camping! More on this once I process photos from the weekend.) – but I feel like the act of eating veggie dogs was negated by the fact that we went camping and didn’t eat s’mores. I haven’t had chocolate in over two weeks! Holy crap.
I covered 24 miles this week | Including seven miles on Nora’s first peak, where I realized I’m in better shape than I thought.
I feel great | Yup. I kind of hate that not eating sugar is making me feel this good, because that means I really should make an actual lifestyle change, and that requires effort. And self-control. Goddamnit.