I'm continuing to meet my goal of going to meetings, and throwing in a little more for good measure, but it's a slow road. I went to the gym on Saturday for a leisurely workout. It felt good to get myself moving. I played racquetball too for a few minutes, hilariously, but can see it'd be a good workout if I knew what I was doing. I went back on Sunday and did cardio and weight training (chest and triceps). Then back yesterday, Tuesday, for more cardio and weight training (shoulders and legs). My chest is letting me know it and my legs are hurting today! Ouch. I did squats and lunges, haven't done those for a while. I got fancy with the squats and used this machine by Freemotion. I did 3 sets of 8 reps at 30 pounds and boy was it a challenge in the end there. And lunges (with no weights, my body weight is plenty!) - I was barely able to eek out the last two. Anyway, my legs are sore today. Sitting down and standing up are not fun. Still not sure if I'm going to the gym today. We'll see.
Oh, but I hopped on the scale. Ouch again. Home scale says I'm 183! Up 3 pounds? Damn, I need to do a much better job on my eating. But I'm having milk supply issues so I'm nervous to do much. Though I'm sure cutting out that second helping of ice cream in the evening won't hurt! I'm trying to at least make better choices with my eating. For example when out to lunch the other day I wanted to order the fried zucchini appetizer. I refrained and was plenty satisfied with my cheeseburger and onion rings entree. I'd like to say this type of meal is a once a week thing but it's not really. No mystery where the 183 on the scale came from. I'm not ready to make big changes but I am trying to make tiny ones.
Quick baby update. Marek took a daytime nap in his crib for the first time yesterday morning. Here's a picture of him all swaddled up and snoozing.