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A year

life happens,

A year ago today, I found out I was pregnant. I thought that this year would go drastically different than it turned out to, but I suppose nothing I really plan for happens.

Ironically enough, I’m in the two week wait period of my cycle. I have two more days before my period is supposed to start. Right now, I don’t feel like I’m pregnant or I’m not pregnant. I suppose I stopped really focusing on that sort of thing awhile ago.

What I am feeling is grossly overweight. I probably put on the pregnancy weight without actually going through the whole pregnancy. I am just now beginning to climb out of that particular fog, but it’s not pleasant. I went to the gym on Wednesday, and running was harder than it’s been in years. I know the cure to that is just more running, but I’m not looking forward to this at all. On the bright side, I bought a bike and am looking forward to using it for quick trips around the neighborhood. There’s a yoga studio not far from my house that I like, and it’s a lot easier to bike than drive due to minimal parking. I’m hopeful that a bike will help me get moving again.

There’s a better than good chance that I might actually be pregnant. I’m on Clomid again. Graham has also done some things in the last few months that have risen some of his levels. We certainly took care of the act of baby making in the period of time we’re supposed to. If I am pregnant, my due date is right at New Years, and the schedule is almost exactly what it would have been last year. We’ll see. Part of me is optimistic, but part of me is terrified of hoping for too much.

Running

sweat of my brow,

I ran today.

It’s been awhile since I’ve done this in Houston, though I ran at the ranch over the Thanksgiving break. I went down to the bayou and I checked out the new pedestrian bridges. They are building a really nice place for runners, and for me to get there isn’t a really big deal. It’s about a mile to the bayou from my house, and I ran about a mile on the trails there before coming back. It was about three miles, and while I ran more than I walked, I walked a good bit. This is what I ran: http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=6183695

It was hard, and it hurt, and I wanted to give up a few times, but I kept on going, even if it was just walking.

I downloaded all of the data from my heart rate monitor today, and 2013 was a sad year in terms of activity. I don’t think I worked out more than three or four times a month the whole year. I had tons of excuses. My knee bothered me at first. Then I was pregnant. Then I wasn’t pregnant.

Weirdly, or maybe not, I probably took the best care of myself last year when I was pregnant. I paid super attention to what I ate. I exercised regularly. I drank lots of water. I paid super attention to my diet.

After the miscarriage, I think I gave up. If there was any major fall out from the miscarriage, it was that I lost all motivation to keep myself healthy. I sort of went into a lazy daze that I think I’m finally emerging from.

I have a doctor’s appointment next week. I want to see if there’s anything wrong with me in terms of getting pregnant. I have had some weird cycles, and I am just a little concerned that maybe it’s getting harder and harder. Graham saw a doctor a few months ago, and he’s having some things worked on in terms of his own health. I need to start paying attention to mine again.