Nearly two years have gone by since I contributed to this blog. I re-read every post to remind myself where I've been and what got me to where I am now: working in the contracts group at a large high tech company, married, with a nine month old daughter (!) and desperately trying to regain my fitness after tossing it carelessly to the wind whilst pregnant!
After my half-marathon, I got a bit side-tracked because Jason and I got engaged November 23rd, and things snowballed after that: meeting each other's extended families over the holidays; sharing holidays between two (really 3) families; my amazing trip to Costa Rica with my bff; wedding planning; finding out I was pregnant; becoming an auntie when my sister had a beautiful baby girl!; my wedding; several friends' weddings; having my own beautiful baby girl; other friends having babies, and getting engaged. Between all of that, I got a new job that I love, and which allows me the flexibility to spend lots of time with my family. Learning to balance all the new things I have gained in my life over the past couple years, however, has taken some getting used to.
It's funny, in my earlier posts from two years ago or so (right after I left big firm life), I discussed my athleticism and wanting to get and stay fit. I have no idea why that mindset completely left me when I found out I was pregnant, but it did. Perhaps it was because after the half marathon I got caught up in the holidays and slacked on running/working out, as well as ate tons of holiday goodies. Then after my trip to Costa Rica, I thought to myself, "ok, self, it's time to kick it back into gear with the working out and the good eating!" and even did P90x with Jason for a few weeks. Then BAM, I found out I was pregnant. Articles I read and discussions with my doctor had me totally freaked out because they all said, "if you already have a routine, you can keep doing it, but it's not a good idea to start a brand new, intense workout routine now." Since I had been doing sporadic working out, I didn't want to do bootcamp or other intense things and risk my pregnancy . . . I also had really bad morning sickness and was exhausted for the first four months, which made working out and eating right very challenging.
I realize this all sounds like a lot of excuses, but the point is that you live and learn, and here I am now, 9 months after having a baby, and still 18lbs heavier than when I got pregnant (which was already at least 20lbs heavier than what I normally am/should be, ugh). I started a new fitness journey (yes, AGAIN), and have been working with a personal trainer (the same one I worked with back in 2009-2010!) for almost two months. I started playing soccer again (was it always this tough of a workout?!). I am going to run another half-marathon, as daunting as that sounds. Plus, I am trying to carry over healthy eating habits not only to me, but also to Jason and Aubrey. It's a lot, but I have definitely eased into it, and am finally seeing some results.
I want to make sure that when we get around to baby number two, I don't take my fitness for granted. I won't believe those people that tell me, "it's fine, the weight will fall right off!" and I will remember to stay true to myself, someone who IS fit and DOES eat healthily, rather than giving in to the voices in the back of my head who tell me it's ok to be lazy and eat crappy food. I want to be the person who is already in an intense fitness routine when she gets pregnant so she can continue to workout that way, and who looks and feels amazing.
After my half-marathon, I got a bit side-tracked because Jason and I got engaged November 23rd, and things snowballed after that: meeting each other's extended families over the holidays; sharing holidays between two (really 3) families; my amazing trip to Costa Rica with my bff; wedding planning; finding out I was pregnant; becoming an auntie when my sister had a beautiful baby girl!; my wedding; several friends' weddings; having my own beautiful baby girl; other friends having babies, and getting engaged. Between all of that, I got a new job that I love, and which allows me the flexibility to spend lots of time with my family. Learning to balance all the new things I have gained in my life over the past couple years, however, has taken some getting used to.
It's funny, in my earlier posts from two years ago or so (right after I left big firm life), I discussed my athleticism and wanting to get and stay fit. I have no idea why that mindset completely left me when I found out I was pregnant, but it did. Perhaps it was because after the half marathon I got caught up in the holidays and slacked on running/working out, as well as ate tons of holiday goodies. Then after my trip to Costa Rica, I thought to myself, "ok, self, it's time to kick it back into gear with the working out and the good eating!" and even did P90x with Jason for a few weeks. Then BAM, I found out I was pregnant. Articles I read and discussions with my doctor had me totally freaked out because they all said, "if you already have a routine, you can keep doing it, but it's not a good idea to start a brand new, intense workout routine now." Since I had been doing sporadic working out, I didn't want to do bootcamp or other intense things and risk my pregnancy . . . I also had really bad morning sickness and was exhausted for the first four months, which made working out and eating right very challenging.
I realize this all sounds like a lot of excuses, but the point is that you live and learn, and here I am now, 9 months after having a baby, and still 18lbs heavier than when I got pregnant (which was already at least 20lbs heavier than what I normally am/should be, ugh). I started a new fitness journey (yes, AGAIN), and have been working with a personal trainer (the same one I worked with back in 2009-2010!) for almost two months. I started playing soccer again (was it always this tough of a workout?!). I am going to run another half-marathon, as daunting as that sounds. Plus, I am trying to carry over healthy eating habits not only to me, but also to Jason and Aubrey. It's a lot, but I have definitely eased into it, and am finally seeing some results.
I want to make sure that when we get around to baby number two, I don't take my fitness for granted. I won't believe those people that tell me, "it's fine, the weight will fall right off!" and I will remember to stay true to myself, someone who IS fit and DOES eat healthily, rather than giving in to the voices in the back of my head who tell me it's ok to be lazy and eat crappy food. I want to be the person who is already in an intense fitness routine when she gets pregnant so she can continue to workout that way, and who looks and feels amazing.
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