On a very happy note, today I have an ultrasound to thoroughly check out our little bambino or bambina. That too will be determined. I am having them write the gender on a card, but I am not taking my eyes off the screen. I generally can't tell what I am looking at anyway, so I am not sure if it will matter. I am and have been somewhat convinced for sometime that we are having a boy. I don't know what it is that makes me feel this way. I just do. Chris claims he has no idea and doesn't want to say either way as he was wrong last time. I guess we will see. Either way, obviously, we will both be happy as babies are such a gift.
Yes, indeeedy do. 0.0 is exactly the amount of weight I lost this week. Irritating! Here's the breakdown: number of times I cheated on my diet--ZERO! number of times I worked out--FIVE!! (running, no less). Now that is a mean, mean slap in the face. After I picked myself off the floor and resisted the urge to throw the scale through my window, I've come to realize that it is time to call in the big guns. There will be no messing around. Through a very valuable (HA!--sense the sarcasm) inservice this year, I've learned that I am "Green," meaning logical, research based, problem solver, mathmatical thinker. I am applying the same thought and strategy to my 'get fit' adventure. There will be no relying on the treadmill to tell me how much I've burned. That thing lies, LIES, LIES!! Take for example, the fact that each time I worked out, I burned at least 300 calories--most often 350, my pulse was around 87 (which is pretty much a near death resting ...
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Love ya,
Jessica