bump and grind
The more observant of you may have noticed that my weight loss ticker has not changed, even though today is Official Weigh-In Day. I will never use the word "only", so I'll simply say that I lost 1/2 pound this week and didn't feel the need to change my ticker for that amount. No complaints here; in ten weeks I've lost weight every single week when normally I would have hit a plateau by now.
There's a woman at my gym who is very large, and she totally inspires me. She works much harder than I do and she's there as often as I am, possibly more. Today, I noticed a woman next to me who was visibly pregnant. She did exactly the same machines that I did and worked out for 45 minutes like me. I say, hats off to women like her. Unfortunately, I fell under the "pregnancy is a delicate condition" misconception and moved as little as possible my entire pregnancy. Maybe that contributed to my high blood pressure at the end, and it certainly led to my extra layer of protective blubber last winter. Although I can't imagine plodding along on a treadmill or the step machine in the third trimester, I really want to be a lot more active next time. Of course once you have a child, life becomes very active anyway. I seriously doubt I would be able to take it easy next time, even if I wanted to.
One final note about my new fitness regime: pilates hurts. Don't be lulled into thinking it'll be a breeze when deciding to take a yoga or pilates class. I'm telling you, my stomach hurts for three days after my pilates classes. Hmmmm which must mean that I've got abdominal muscles after all. Hurrah!