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Last night, I fell asleep watching TV, and woke up when Jammies poured his beer all over my head, because he had fallen asleep too, laying on the couch, and I was in my bean bag right under him.
O insult + injury! The very intoxicant in which I can't partake, running over my head and around my collar bone and down my shirt.
So if an old friend I know
The sad truth is that I find this pregnancy endlessly fascinating, and when it comes to blog-content, I'm torn between my desire to entertain you versus my desire to entertain me.
Stops by to say hello
I win! Pregnancy talk commence! I am currently sitting at the kitchen table and I'm totally out of breath and my heart is beating fast. Nothing gets me more tired than sitting or slumping. It is so weird. Couches are the most tiring place in the world.
But when I'm up and moving, I have a ton of energy. Exercising is still no problem at all, here in the third trimester. I'm not really jogging anymore though, except on weekends I go out shuffling and pretend that I'm jogging. (The funniest thing my mom ever did was accuse us of doing the "VA Shuffle" when, as teenagers, we'd walk without picking our feet off the floor.)
I like being outside. Last weekend Jammies said, "Here, I'll go jogging with you!" and I gave him all kinds of warnings about how slowly I go. After about ten minutes he admitted that he could walk at this pace, and he took off at a normal jogging pace. To me, he looked like some gallant deer, bounding away. It seemed crazy that a person could be so light on their feet.
Anyway, for the most part I head to the gym and use the elliptical machine. Which supports your weight, so of course it's not that different than not being pregnant. But really, I don't feel very pregnant when I'm exercising. Just when I'm sitting on the couch and trying to breathe.
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
So is there a causal relationship between exercising and having lots of energy while pregnant? My hunch is that there is, but it's not the virtuous, self-righteous causality. My suspicion is that having lots of energy enables you to sustain your exercise routines for longer than you would otherwise be able to.
It's just very tempting to fan myself coyly and say that due to my disciplined and healthy temperamant, I've been able to exercise, and look! Lo! What wondrous payoffs I've invited for myself. I'm sooo virtuous! (But really. I think I've just been lucky.)
O insult + injury! The very intoxicant in which I can't partake, running over my head and around my collar bone and down my shirt.
So if an old friend I know
The sad truth is that I find this pregnancy endlessly fascinating, and when it comes to blog-content, I'm torn between my desire to entertain you versus my desire to entertain me.
Stops by to say hello
I win! Pregnancy talk commence! I am currently sitting at the kitchen table and I'm totally out of breath and my heart is beating fast. Nothing gets me more tired than sitting or slumping. It is so weird. Couches are the most tiring place in the world.
But when I'm up and moving, I have a ton of energy. Exercising is still no problem at all, here in the third trimester. I'm not really jogging anymore though, except on weekends I go out shuffling and pretend that I'm jogging. (The funniest thing my mom ever did was accuse us of doing the "VA Shuffle" when, as teenagers, we'd walk without picking our feet off the floor.)
I like being outside. Last weekend Jammies said, "Here, I'll go jogging with you!" and I gave him all kinds of warnings about how slowly I go. After about ten minutes he admitted that he could walk at this pace, and he took off at a normal jogging pace. To me, he looked like some gallant deer, bounding away. It seemed crazy that a person could be so light on their feet.
Anyway, for the most part I head to the gym and use the elliptical machine. Which supports your weight, so of course it's not that different than not being pregnant. But really, I don't feel very pregnant when I'm exercising. Just when I'm sitting on the couch and trying to breathe.
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?
So is there a causal relationship between exercising and having lots of energy while pregnant? My hunch is that there is, but it's not the virtuous, self-righteous causality. My suspicion is that having lots of energy enables you to sustain your exercise routines for longer than you would otherwise be able to.
It's just very tempting to fan myself coyly and say that due to my disciplined and healthy temperamant, I've been able to exercise, and look! Lo! What wondrous payoffs I've invited for myself. I'm sooo virtuous! (But really. I think I've just been lucky.)