I heart Gloucester

August 13, 2010


Weight 115.5

Exercise: Kickboxing drills/Pilates

Menu:

5:30am: banana with peanut butter (I strayed! Out of yogurt )

8am: Trail mix granola bar

9:30am: ½ pb& j – threw it up

10:30am: weight watchers pizza

12:30pm: weight watchers frozen spaghetti

3pm: Watermelon

4:30pm: ½ pb & j

Dinner party tonight at Amanda and Josh’s

Well, it’s been a LONG time. I initially wanted to update this blog daily, but it’s just too much damn work. Here’s the update:

Went to Gloucester last weekend - it was amazing, but I was so sick the entire trip. I have found the superfood my body craves….PIZZA. Can we bold that and put little stars around the word? I have deprived myself of carbs for nearly a year and now it’s all I can get my hands on. Paleo diet…I love you. I miss you and will see you again in the second trimester. But for now, I want pizza, bread, pasta – everything I said I wouldn’t eat. It’s not that I crave it. But rather it’s the only thing I don’t regurge. So I figured it’d be nice for baby bell to get some sort of nutritional something instead of grasping at bile and the nastiness that resides in my gut 24/7.

Most of my clients know. Why so early you ask? Well, try training every hour, back to back – and then having to barf (quickly) in the two minutes you can put the client on the treadmill at the beginning of their workout. The blood vessels in my eyes are bursting – I look haggard. One of my clients asked why I was so puffy. Dammit.

Clients have been great – everyone’s excited – but I’m not quite feeling the connection yet. I’m hoping I will after our third ultrasound next week. Bret’s still shooting me in the ass every night with the thick motor oil my doc calls progesterone. Last night, he missed and then jabbed the needle into the previous night’s spot. I sobbed and asked God what we had done. He hasn’t answered yet….

I feel fat and gross. I really am puffy.