What I’ve Been Eating Lately

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First, a disclaimer: I am not at all what you would describe as a “healthy eater.” I follow no prescribed diet. I still eat white flour and sugar. I would like to be better, but in the past couple of months nothing has sounded good to me to eat except for McDonald’s, Ben and Jerry’s, and Mexican food. I’ve felt good enough in the past couple of weeks to start to avoid those things again, but I am still having days where I’m just like “nope, need a fried chicken sandwich.” I’m not proud, but that is where I’m at right now. It is also probably why I gained more than the recommended amount in my first trimester. I’m trying not to care, because I am active, but still I care. I can’t help it.

This past week Sunday, I told Bruno that my big goal was to not go out to eat or get fast food for the next two weeks. I told him I did not care how bad the food I was making at home was (bad for you), but I wanted to do whatever it took just to prevent myself from ordering a pizza or eating Ben and Jerry’s from dinner. I figured even if everything I ate was smothered in cheese, even if I ate Eckrich farm sausage (I know it is disgusting and really bad for you, but it tastes so damn good), as long as I was not eating out that was good enough for me. It is Thursday, so, so far, so good. But the weekend is coming.

Anyway — here is a little bit of what I’ve been eating the past few weeks, the good, the bad, and the ugly.

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I’ve been craving buffalo sauce on everything, so I figured I would give this buffalo chicken casserole a try. It was good, but almost too much tomato, not enough buffalo. Also, for whatever reason quinoa has not tasted good to me at all. I blame pregnancy, not the recipe.

breakfast

Here’s a standard breakfast – kale, coconut, yogurt smoothie (from the Eat Slow, Run Fast cookbook), with homemade banana bread with butter and coffee. Frankly, this has not been enough. Within two hours, I am starving. Breakfast is something I need to figure out.

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This soup was a big hit in our house. The only thing I think I would change is I would not cook the noodles in the soup and add them later (making it no longer a one-pot meal, but still pretty easy). The surplus of leftovers was amazing and delicious, but the noodles were so soggy by the end. Still. I will make this again.

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Another breakfast: yogurt smothered with granola and maple syrup.

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When Bruno cooks: ground beef, veggies, and potatoes. Nuun water on the side. I’m having a hard time with ground beef still. I used to love it, as in, I love cheeseburgers especially with bacon. This has been one of our throw together meals for a long time.

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Sausage, kale, sweet potato, and ricotta cheese. I threw this together after grocery shopping on Sunday. It was delicious. Probably not the best for you (hello sodium and sulfites), but still delicious. I love sausage, but I cannot find any “healthy” brands from our local Kroger, or maybe I’m just not aware of it. I would like to think the kale made up for it. Ha!

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Lunch this week — bbq chicken made with Montgomery Inn bbq sauce (because, Ohio!), salad with all the good veggies and all the bad salad dressing (see above about trying really hard to not go out to eat), and homemade sour dough bread with butter.

Not pictured: pizza from a local pizza place, Ruben sandwich from a local restaurant, buffalo chicken sandwich from a local pizza place, McDonald’s fried chicken sandwich, fries, and holiday pie (what is this deliciousness?), and pizza from another local pizza establishment.

I’m trying, people. Trying. And don’t give me that Yoda stuff, I’m pregnant.

xo, Ali

Monday Miles : December 3 – 9, 2018 (13-14 Weeks Pregnant)

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You know how I know Baby C is growing? I woke up three times last night to use the restroom. Three times. This has been the new hurdle in my running and work-outs too. All first trimester, I was completely fine and did not have to stop at all. All of the runs for this week needed a break somewhere, even the short twenty-five minute one.

Still — this was a good week of running and CrossFit. I feel strong. Aside for Wednesday, I felt really energized during my runs. I never felt completely exhausted or drained afterwards. I’m hoping this continues!

12 – 3 : CrossFit. WOD – 20 minute time-cap for 40 calorie row, 75 single-unders, 150 lunges, 75 single-unders, 40 burpees. It was supposed to be 50 burpees and another 75 single-unders (double-unders if RX’d), but I did not make the cut off. I was kind of bummed that I did not make it. It felt like it took me a 150 years to do those 150 lunges.

12 – 4 : Rest.

12 – 5 : Run. 27 minutes. My legs would not go. I just felt wiped out. I ran five minutes, then walked for two. Repeat. 2.2 miles, 12:11/mile. I’m glad I just went with it instead of forcing myself to just run it. There are days like this. CrossFit: WOD – 5 rounds: 1 minute bike, 15 knee-ups (toes to bar option), 15 over-head squats at 35 lbs. 17 minutes 28 seconds. I had no idea if I was going to be able to do this work out. Over-head squats are hard. I mean I was only using the barbell and I would look at it as I walked towards it as the scariest thing in the world. But I did it. Nobody is more surprised than me.

12 – 6 : Run. 45 minutes. So there are days like 12-5 and there are days like this day, where I felt like I was flying. I know, I know. Still going to super slow for most people, but for me this is good. 4.6 miles, 9:46/mile. I felt great. I could have gone faster, but chose not to. CrossFit. 20 x 2 reps back-squats, every 1:30 minutes with increasing weight. Now I cannot go super heavy (my one rep max PR is 135 lbs.), so I had to do a lot of repeat weights, but here they are: 65, 75, 85, 95, 95, 105, 105, 110, 110, 115, 115, 115, 115, 115, 115, 120, 120, 120, 120, 125. I was happy and sore.

12 – 7 : Run. 30 minutes, 2.8 miles. 10:53/mile. We (Bruno and I) literally ran errands on this run. I had some things to do on campus, so we ran out fifteen minutes and made some stops on our way back. Easy, quick. Done.

12 – 8 : CrossFit. Ugly Christmas Sweater Partner WOD. Partner wods make me nervous because, well, I don’t think I’m particularly “good” at CrossFit — whatever that is supposed to mean. I can’t lift heavy. I’m trying to focus more on form than speed, so I’m slow. So yeah, I get nervous even though every single person at my crossfit gym that I’ve talked to has been nice and friendly. It was fun though. 5x 20 hang-power cleans at 55 lbs. (something I’m pretty sure I’ve never done before) and 40 wall-balls at 14 lbs. We split them up 10 and 10 for the hang -power cleans and 20 and 20 for the wall-balls for every round except for the 4th round, where I did only 5 hang-power cleans. 11 minutes 46 seconds.

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Definitely jolly. 

12 – 9 : Long run. 1 hour 30 minutes. 8.8 miles. 10:14 mile. Negative splits again! This run was great, but I need to start arranging my routes by how many bathrooms I pass. I ran a local bike trail, but the public restrooms in the park are closed for winter. I was able to run three miles back home to use the restroom (the nearest one) before finishing the last half hour of my run, but there was a very uncomfortable couple of miles in there.

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The horror! 

Totals : Running – 3 hours 12 minutes, 18.4 miles. CrossFit – 4 hours. 7 hours 12 minutes total.

Onward!

xo, Ali

First Trimester Pregnancy Update

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Tomorrow marks the end of my thirteenth week of pregnancy and the beginning of my fourteenth. Depending on where you look, this means I have ended the first trimester and am not beginning the second. Onward, I say, because I cannot believe that I still have six months to go (due date is June 3). It seems like a lot can happen in six months. While I do not want to rush the time, I also just kind of want to get there already.

But the last three months — that is what I am here to talk about. I severely underestimated pregnancy. Or I severely overestimated myself in response to pregnancy. Either works. I spent most of September, October, and the first part of November consistently all-day sick. At a certain point, I became used to the nausea. What I struggled with were the headaches and eyesight problems and the hormonal depression. Frankly, I really did not feel good.

I am happy to say that around the week of Thanksgiving things picked up. I’m still getting sick, but maybe every couple of days now. On Saturday I had eyesight and headache problems, but with declining frequency. And most importantly, I feel like the depression I was in for most of September through November has lifted. I’m regularly anxious Ali again – ha!

But in all seriousness — feeling as down as I did in the first months of pregnancy was not something I expected at all. I know about post-natal depression, but depression during is not something that I knew anything about. Apparently, it is quite common. That helped. Honestly, it helped to tell myself “This isn’t you. This is your hormones doubling at warp speed.” It was still hard, but it allowed for some separation between myself and how I was feeling.

I’m not sure when exactly I began to feel like myself again, but I am still trying to keep an eye on it. I think working out regularly again helps. Not getting sick all the time has helped me keep a regular schedule — something I need to do for my anxiety, but I think also helped how low I was feeling. It is hard to feel ok when you are laying on the couch because one of your eyes is foggy and cannot focus, you have a headache, and every time you move you have to get sick. And while I love Ben and Jerry’s and buffalo chicken sandwiches from the local pizza place, I’m not sure having my diet revolve around them has contributed to a state of mental well-being either. Physically feeling better has helped me mentally and emotionally for sure.

I have gained more weight than what is “recommended” for the first trimester already. Starting a few weeks ago, I started seeing numbers on the scale I have never seen before and those numbers have consistently inched higher and higher. The other week I went into CrossFit and my coach (a female) mentioned my baby bump. I was super excited because I thought I was finally developing one and I was happy to have someone notice. That said, I’m not sure if it that is a baby bump or a Ben and Jerry’s bump. Probably a little bit of both!

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Food baby or real baby? 

On a more positive note — I’ve written about my struggles with insomnia on this blog before. I have had no problems sleeping since becoming pregnant. I sleep like the dead. I fall asleep instantly. I still sometimes wake up in the night, but I fall right back asleep and then proceed to oversleep. This confirms to me that my insomnia is probably hormonal. I know I’ll probably not be getting much sleep soon, so I appreciate all that I can get right now.

I’ll be providing an update on how running and crossfit are going sometime next week, but in the meantime I’m happy that I’m starting to get back on a regular schedule again. I’m grateful to be nearly-finished with my dissertation and do not feel so go-go-go right now, which helps because though I am feeling better, I still feel tired all the time. And most of all, I’m grateful to be starting a family.

xo, Ali

Race Report : Harmony for Ohio Turkey Trot in Minster, Ohio (November 22, 2018)

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I was not planning on running this race. Hell, before that week I had not ran consistently since August. Finding out I am pregnant with its ensuing nausea put a damper on my consistent running, at least until recently. But I wanted to run it just for fun. Bruno and my whole family joined me. It was my sister’s first 5k. My mom and step-dad moved out of my hometown this past summer, so I thought it would be a nice way to pay a quick visit to Minster before spending the rest of Thanksgiving in Coldwater.

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Turkey Trot for six. 

Three years ago — when Bruno and I first started dating — I had a PR 5k at this race. No surprise, because Minster is flat-as-a-pancake and stand-on-a-tin-can-and-see-for-a-hundred-miles land. I can run thirteen miles and maybe change my elevation only ten feet. When I first moved to Hillsdale, Michigan, I struggled. Now whenever I go back, I can run about 30-60 seconds per mile faster than I can in Hillsdale. Anyway — that PR is 23 minutes 55 seconds.

I knew that was not going to happen. I ran a 26:30 5k this summer as a CrossFit work out. I knew that would not happen either, so my main hope was to stay at the very least a ten minute pace. Or just not walk. Or not puke. They were pretty minimal goals.

It was cold, but we were able to hang out inside my old high school until the race started. I decided to crank up some U2 (Beautiful Day gets me going every time people) and just see what happened.

I felt pretty good during the first mile. I had to stop and tie my shoes at least three times during the race. Side note: I am loyal to Nike running shoes, but what is up with their shoelaces? I considered going faster and just hanging on, but decided to just take it easy and inch my way up. Mile 1 – 9:40.

The second sort of flew by and I don’t remember any of it. Some woman tried to talk to ask me a question and I just kind of looked at her with a face that said, “I’m a nice person, but can’t you hear me panting like I’m about to spontaneously implode right now?” Around this mile though, I decided to make sure I finished under 30 minutes — something I was not sure I would be able to do before I began the 5k. Mile 2 – 9:10.

I started to hurt during the third mile, but mentally I felt ok with it. I think I was just so surprised at how I was doing. I know. I know. This is slow to most people. People run marathons minutes faster than the pace I was going for a 5k, but here I was having not run for two months, twelve weeks pregnant, and going 8:45 for the pace for the rest of the 5k.

I finished at 28 minutes exactly (damn you, Nike shoe laces!), only a minute and a half slower than my timed 5k this summer. So much better than I thought. The only thought I had was “maybe I could have went a teensy faster on that first mile.”

As I begin to eventually lose speed, I will be very grateful that I decided to see what I could do. It was not my fastest 5k, but it was definitely my proudest.

As for the race itself, I highly recommend, especially if you would want a 5k PR. You could not ask for anywhere better or easier to do so. I did not buy a shirt this year, but thought they were cute and bought one for my sister. Sign-up, registration were well-organized and easy. I’m not sure where I’ll be next year, but if I’m still able to make it home for Thanksgiving in the Midwest, I’ll look forward to returning to see what my post-baby self can do.

xo, Ali

 

Monday Miles : November 26 – December 2, 2018 (12-13 Weeks Pregnant)

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There were some highs and lows to running this week. I missed two of my runs. I had an excellent long run. Mostly, though, I felt good during my work outs – both running and CrossFit. Right before Thanksgiving, during CrossFit, I felt wiped out. Like so wiped out that we were supposed to five rounds of a work-out and I could only manage four in the time allotted. My energy felt much better this week.

Diet might be helping with that. Leaving my diet of Kraft macaroni and cheese and Ben and Jerry’s for a return to green morning shakes and actually home cooked food has helped immensely. It feels good to be back in the kitchen again. I still crave fried chicken smothered in Frank’s Red Hot, but lately that has been on top of salad instead on two pieces of white bread. That said, I still had two pizzas this week and plenty of dessert — but that was more for social rather than craving reasons.

Ok — so work outs for this week:

11 – 26 : 30 minutes on the new bike trainer. 9 minute warm-up, 4 x 1 minute sprint with 4 minute recovery. Not yet having the fancy accoutrements for knowing how far, how much power, etc. for my bike, I have no idea how much I did except that I sweat a lot.

11 – 27 : Rest. Went to the chiropractor for low-back and tailbone pain.

11 – 28 : Rest. I was not feeling good on this day.

11 – 29 : Run. 20 minutes, 1.82 miles. 10:43/mile. CrossFit: 5 x 500m row sprints with 5 minute recovery. Splits: 2:06.2, 2:04.5, 2:10.7, 2:13.3, 2:08.8. I did this work out in 8-2-18. I did about the same, no PR, but I was happy with how it went given how crappy my aerobic capacity has felt lately.

11 – 30 : Run. 45 minutes, 4 miles. 11:18/mile. This was pretty slow, but I took a pretty hilly route and underestimated how much those hills would wind me. There was a lot of walking on this “run.” CrossFit: Strength. Shoulder press – 3 sets for every 2 minutes 30 seconds: 55 lbs., 60, 60 (could only do 2), 60 (could only do 1), 55 lbs. My one-rep shoulder press is 60 lbs. so I guess I improved by now being able to do three?

12 – 1 : Rest. Horrible headache and eyesight problems.

12 – 2 : Run. 75 minutes. 7.44 miles, 10:05/mile. I may be running while pregnant and feel like I’m sucking air through a straw, but I can still negative split like a boss: 10:37, 10:26, 10:21, 10:14, 10:06, 9:57, 9:24, 9:00 (for the last .44). I cannot express how happy I am with this run. I know I will get slower through the months, but this run made clear I didn’t lose all the fitness I developed when I took a break during my first couple months of pregnancy. It may have been a very foggy and creepy looking run (see below), but I felt so much joy!

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Baw-Beese Trail in the fog. 

Totals : Running. 2 hours 50 minutes, 13.2 miles. CrossFit. 2 hours. Cycling. 30 minutes. All – 5 hours 20 minutes.

Onward!

xo, Ali

 

Take It Easy

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Yesterday we had our second prenatal appointment. Everything looks and sounds good. My bloodwork was great and the baby’s heart was beating at around 154 bpm. Week thirteen starts Friday and then it is just one more week until I am out of the first trimester. I was actually really confused by this. I had thought after twelve weeks I was in the second trimester, but I guess it starts in the fourteenth week. Eventually I will figure all of this out, maybe?

Anyway — I was sick most of the day yesterday (and this morning too). Wednesday’s are hard days for me. Tuesday night is when I teach my Constitution class. It ends around 9pm — close to when I normally go to bed. However, I’m usually so amped from teaching I cannot sleep or if I do sleep it is restless. I wake up Wednesday morning feeling all sorts of messed up. Next thing you know, I have a bad headache that just will not go away and a stomach that will not settle down. And though I know and understand why and have tried to account for the fact that “Wednesday’s are hard,” it is hard to not get frustrated with myself anyways.

Like with the fact that I have not worked out since a Monday short ride on the trainer or that not much has been done with the dissertation since I found out chapter five was approved (that changed this morning, but still). After several days of feeling like a not just like a normal functioning human being, but frankly like a total ball-buster, the house is a disaster again, dishes are piling up and my clothes are everywhere. I had that bathroom perfectly clean before Thanksgiving! How do things go downhill so quickly? Just a few days of feeling terrible and it feels like all hell breaks loose.

I know. I know. Take it easy. I’m trying. Yesterday, I finished the first Harry Potter book and read some Bulgakov. I didn’t cave and order a buffalo chicken sandwich (buffalo sauce being my ultimate craving right now) and made a healthy-ish lunch (black bean soup and homemade sour dough bread). Bruno took care of dinner.

Today it is only 9:40 in the morning and I’ve already gotten more done than I did yesterday. I worked on getting the complete dissertation put together (and learned I have no idea how to use Microsoft Word). I submitted a journal article. I will probably actually run today and make it to CrossFit. I know days are like this. I just wish I would have more patience with myself in the process.

xo, Ali

 

 

Monday (Ok, Ok, Tuesday) Miles : November 19 – 25, 2018

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There’s a new game I like to play: What is Causing Ali’s Aches and Pains? Working out, sitting too much at a desk, or pregnancy. This has been the story the last two days as my tailbone aches and I wonder if this is from dead lifts last week or just general pregnancy or the fact that I did a lot of driving over the weekend. Or perhaps all of the above? After this post I’m making a call to the chiropractor.

This was my second week of consistent running. I’m not training for anything, but following Hal Higdon’s Winter training plan. A lot of the “running while pregnant” advice I read suggested going by minutes instead of miles. Supposedly, as you grow slower, it is less disheartening. I’m so grateful to be back at it again, I’m not sure how disheartened I would even be.

I will admit that first week out there was hard. I huffed and puffed. This week, the second week, was significantly better. I know I will continue to get slower, but I felt good. I did not feel like I was huffing or puffing. Instead, it felt leisurely, enjoyable, even if slow.

11 – 19 : 15ish minute run, 1.45 miles. 10:46/mile. CrossFit: Strength – build to three rep max for push-press in seven minutes. I managed eighty pounds, a PR. WOD – AMRAP 7 minutes, 10 push-presses @ 35 pounds, 30 single-unders, 3 double-under attempts. I managed six rounds plus five push-presses. I even managed successfully some of those double-unders.

11 – 20 : 45 minute run, 4.36 miles. 10:19/mile.

11 – 21 : 30 minute run, 2.8 miles. 10:34/mile. CrossFit: WOD – 40 calorie bike followed by 4 rounds – 8 split jerks (45 lbs.) and 8 dead lifts (85 lbs). This was hard. Dead lifts are hard for me. I have improved so much in my back squat, in really almost everything I have done in CrossFit except for the deadlift. I was supposed to do five rounds and could only manage four in 19 minutes 8 seconds.

11 – 22 : Thanksgiving! You know what this means…Turkey Trot! I was not planning on running one and then decided at the last minute to run the hometown trot. I’m glad I did, because I did much better than I thought I would be able to and felt damn good too. 3.15 miles in exactly 28 minutes, around 9ish per mile. Race report here.

11 – 23 : REST.

11 – 24 : REST.

11 – 25 : 60 minute run, 5.5 miles. 10:57/mile.

Totals: Miles run – 17.2 miles, 3 hours. CrossFit, 2 hours. 5 hours.

Onward to next week!

xo, Ali

The One with the Baby News

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Ok, ok so it has been almost three months since I have posted and with good reason too!

Things have been going on. And I am very happy to say that all of them are good.

I left you September 5 with some thoughts on working from home. Soon after, I ran Run Woodstock 5k and half-marathon. I ran just ok, actually terribly. I ran that race a half hour slower than I did at Run Legend. I knew it would be harder, but that I was that much slower bummed me out. I felt tired and exhausted. I had no idea why. I thought, perhaps, I was over-trained. This is probably true. I took some time off running.

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Me after the Hippie Half-Marathon at Run Woodstock. Probably pregnant here! 

I focused on teaching and my dissertation. I only have two more classes to teach right now and all my dissertation chapters are approved — I need do some edits and revisions, but I should be able to defend in February!

A little over two weeks after Run Woodstock, I still felt tired and exhausted. I was starting to get a little suspicious. On a Wednesday morning, I asked Bruno if we could pop by a Walgreens to grab a pregnancy test before we went to campus. Later that morning, I informed Bruno that yes, I was indeed pregnant. Very pregnant. Those lines were dark!

I’ll admit that I was surprised, but very pleased. We had wanted to start having kids as soon as we knew that I would have my dissertation done before baby no. 1 arrived, so the timing is very good (especially now that chapter five is approved). Baby C is due next year in early June. I will be waddling across that stage mid-May to get my Ph.D. diploma. Proudly waddling.

I want to be careful about how I write what I say next, especially because I know that I am very blessed and happy to be pregnant. I do not want to seem like I am complaining thoughtlessly or without compassion for women who have been struggling to get pregnant or who have lost babies.

That said, from about three days after I found out I was pregnant until probably about a week or two ago, I was having a very hard time. Normally, I’m an anxious person, but the increase of hormones made me well, frankly, depressed. I felt like a complete mess of vomit for the last several weeks and felt sick all the time. I could barely eat anything, barely cook anything because the smell of anything sent me running (the only running I did) to the toilet or trashcan. I regularly had severe headaches and was exhausted. I know. I know. All of this is normal. Many have gone through this before me and will do so afterwards. I feel silly for even complaining. And I’m lucky, happy, etc., but I would be lying if I said it was not hard.

The little energy I had was directed to prepping for class and crawling to the finish of writing this fifth chapter. I barely did anything else. I have no idea how women who go to regular jobs do it. There was a week that aside for teaching Tuesday night class, I barely left the house because I was afraid I would spend most of that time in a public restroom getting sick. This did little for the depression problem.

Quick shout out to Bruno for taking care of the majority of cooking and cleaning and having incredible patience during this time. Marry a man who, when you are having a meltdown because of how terrible you feel and how you feel bad for having a meltdown for how terrible you feel, surprises you by taking you to get a professional massage that very afternoon. Then, for his birthday, when you regain your ability to function like an actual human being bake him a layered coconut buttercream cake.

I feel better. I only get really sick every three days now, instead of what felt like every hour. Full disclosure: I worked with an orange Home Depot bucket that said “Let’s Do This!” next to my computer for just in case. I still went to CrossFit about 2-3 times a week, but the week before last I started running again. Last week I ran a Turkey Trot 5k. I am cooking again. I went on a full-blown baking spree last week in the kitchen. I’m doing my holiday re-read of Harry Potter. Rejoice! I am starting to feel, at least for now, like myself again. It feels good.

With that said, I’m hoping to finish the 2018 year of blogging and running strong. I am interested to see how running as a pregnant lady goes. It will be a new chapter in my life, one that I’m very happy to begin.

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xo, Ali