I'll give the good news first. I ran 1.5 miles today! Or, more impressively, 2.41 kilometers! And Noah didn't wake up when I got out of bed, and even slept for an hour after I got out of bed. I think it's hit or miss as to whether he's going to freak out. If he had a restless night where he nurses a lot, his belly is fuller so he's not as aware and wanting to nurse around 6:30ish. If he had a good night and only nursed once or twice, his belly is empty and so he wants me around until he's up around 7:30. So I can't win for losing when it comes the mornings. Either it's a good night, bad morning, or a bad night and good morning.
The bad news: I had my annual physical with my GP yesterday and my fasting blood sugar was pretty high. Not quite in diabetes range, but close enough that I'm freaking out about it. So I think I have to go back to eating primally, i.e. protein, vegetables, fruit and nuts. No sugar, low carbs. Ugh. I have to make this commitment so I stay healthy for all my boys (Craig and N squared). However, sugar is yummy. Really yummy, especially when I'm the baker. But, I want to keep my legs attached to my body and my vision, so I have to eat better. Luckily I've already started the exercise portion of blood sugar normalization.
Tomorrow is either swimming or biking. We'll see!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Swimming!
I woke up again this morning and exercised! I figured out that 54 laps in my tiny pool equals 1/3 mile, the length of the swim portion of the triathlon. So, I did the 54 laps! It was a combination of freestyle and breaststroke, with some pauses in between to reassure Noah that I was still around.
Noah woke up the minute I got out of bed this morning at 6:30am. He cried until Craig brought him outside and sat him on a chair on our patio, so he could watch me swim. He watched me avidly, wanting waves and verbal reassurance that I was close to him. *Sigh* This is what makes exercise so hard to do these days. Noah won't be comforted by anyone, including his daddy. It's me or tears. So I can't do the gym. I was hoping that I would be able to slide out of bed and exercise before he noticed, but that doesn't seem to be working. Craig is just going to comfort him as best he can while I (selfishly?) take time out to exercise so I can be healthy for him and for me.
Next up, running 1.5 miles tomorrow. I'll bike on Thursday.
Noah woke up the minute I got out of bed this morning at 6:30am. He cried until Craig brought him outside and sat him on a chair on our patio, so he could watch me swim. He watched me avidly, wanting waves and verbal reassurance that I was close to him. *Sigh* This is what makes exercise so hard to do these days. Noah won't be comforted by anyone, including his daddy. It's me or tears. So I can't do the gym. I was hoping that I would be able to slide out of bed and exercise before he noticed, but that doesn't seem to be working. Craig is just going to comfort him as best he can while I (selfishly?) take time out to exercise so I can be healthy for him and for me.
Next up, running 1.5 miles tomorrow. I'll bike on Thursday.
Monday, June 21, 2010
The secret to exercise? Getting up at 6am.
As the title says, I've decided to start getting up at 6am to get my exercise in. Even then, Noah is having problems if I am gone. Since we sleep in a family bed, he knows when I leave it, and this morning I got back from my run only to hearing heartfelt wailing coming from the bedroom. He won't be soothed by anyone but me, hence I can't go to the gym and leave him in the daycare yet. So I hope I can ease out of bed and get a run, ride or swim in before he wakes up.
I'm now able to run a mile without stopping, which is a victory itself. I realize that I have to run two more miles, plus have bike and swum before it, but I am now confident I can do it.
I am a competitive person, although sometimes I forget that. My friend Stephanie did her first triathlon a couple of weeks ago. That has spurred my competitive nature. Why can't I do one, too? I can! So I will. I am still having problem with my right lower leg. I don't think it's an achilles tendon, it feel more like a middle calf muscle, if that makes sense.
I've also started swimming laps in my pool, although it is so short that I take 5 strokes and I have to turn around again! I can't wait to get up to the cape so I can do open water swimming in the ponds and do a longer distance.
I'm now able to run a mile without stopping, which is a victory itself. I realize that I have to run two more miles, plus have bike and swum before it, but I am now confident I can do it.
I am a competitive person, although sometimes I forget that. My friend Stephanie did her first triathlon a couple of weeks ago. That has spurred my competitive nature. Why can't I do one, too? I can! So I will. I am still having problem with my right lower leg. I don't think it's an achilles tendon, it feel more like a middle calf muscle, if that makes sense.
I've also started swimming laps in my pool, although it is so short that I take 5 strokes and I have to turn around again! I can't wait to get up to the cape so I can do open water swimming in the ponds and do a longer distance.
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