Two Days and 30 laps down...

I don't want to jinx anything here so I'll just say that I've made it to the gym two days in a row for a 15 lap freestyle swim. All thanks to the care giving of my husband who has either brought our son to the pool, or watched him at home. I hope to keep this streak of swimming everyday going as long as possible.

I took my brother's advice and stopped weighing myself every day. I weighed in at the gym yesterday, Aug. 13th at 166 pounds. I'll weigh in again in one month, around Sept. 15th. If I keep swimming everyday until then, and eat smaller portions, I should shed some pounds.

Come and Get the Mommy!!!!

I had a rest day after my great swim. Then I made it the gym last night with baby in tow. I went straight to the elliptical trainer and got in a 1/2 hour of exercise.

I went to check on my baby at the YMCA child care and he was a total mess, sobbing in the child care providers arms. I told them to come and get me right away if he cries!!! I swear these people think that Mommys don't want to see their crying babies. Don't they know that we are instinctually built to want to hold our babies when we cry - its part of the evolutionary process. Jeez!

When I dropped him off they reassured me that, "Don't worry we will only come and get you after he cries for 10 minutes straight. We won't bother you." I gently explained that I am the type of Mommy that wants to be "bothered" by my crying baby. "Come and get me right away, I don't want him to cry for 10 minutes." I don't think I was listened to. It is time for me to get pushy. Next time I go in there I'm going to say to at least two of the workers, "If he cries I want to know about it. If you can't get him to stop crying quickly, he needs to nurse and unless you are willing to nurse him you better come and get me RIGHT AWAY! - or I will complain to your boss." The "I will complain to your boss" part is the only new addition. Hopefully it will get my point across more fully.

It took me a whole nursing session right there in the child care area to calm him down. It makes it hard for me to feel motivated to go the gym when it causes "harm" to my baby every time. But in this heat going to the gym is my only option.

Today, I'm going to go swimming on my way home from work so that I don't have to subject my son to child care again. Argh!!!!

Good Swim

I took a rest day yesterday. And swam 15 laps today in the pool. I tried a new breathing technique where I waited three or four strokes between breaths. I usually breath every other stroke. Waiting to breathe really pushed me and made the workout feel much harder. I'm bummed that my foot doesn't seem to be getting any better, just a lingering soreness in the heal, which means I should NOT be running. But it looks like my renewed effort to eat less and exercise this week may have lost me a few pounds. It's hard to say though because our home scale varies by 5 pounds every day I way in. I don't think its very good. I'll have to do weigh ins at the gym. I'm shooting for 150 or lower, I'm still around 168. This is the exact weight I was at when I got pregnant in Dec of 2005. So NOT BAD for having a 9 pound baby just last September. But I have my hyper-thyroid to thank for most of my weight loss. I want to be a better starting weight for the next pregnancy, which is NOT right around the corner, to any family members that may be wondering!

Heat Equals Sweat Equals I'm Awesome!

So it is 95 degrees here with 53% humidity, which makes it feel well over 100 degrees F. After a brief excursion outside into the heat with my 11 month old son (we played in the hose water), I opted to exercise at the gym.

My foot is still not healed enough to allow me to run, so I got on the eliptical for 30 minutes and then pushed myself through a 30 minute circuit training workout. The gym was somewhat warm, or maybe I'm just out of shape, but with my IPOD cranking I was just drippin' sweat everywhere.

I really felt like I pushed myself even though I'm "injured." And this workout reminded me NOT to buy into the fallacy that if one part of you is sort of hurt, you might as well not exercise at all.

I was motivated to get out the door and exercise again after watch the footage of the Ironman Tri on T.V. today. People were finishing who had only one leg, or were 76 years old. I thought, ummm, I think I can exercise a bit, if they can do that.

What a lazy butt I have been!!!!

It felt good to get out the door, in the gym, and pushing myself again. Now I just need to plan a schedule to make this a normal routine! Wish me luck.

And here is a picture of the cutest boy in the world, my son.