I will not eat at Crown Burger, I will not eat at Crown Burger, I will not eat at Crown Burger...just three weeks ago I was runnin 3 miles a day. I felt so healthy. I was losing weight. I was on track for that amazing summer body I've always wanted. But with the move, and dating life, and the new job and everything...well, I've been eating like a cow. And today, UGH! I feel like a cow. I can't keep eating like this. No more shakes, pizza, burgers, fries, no more icecream (why do I love the things I'm allergic to?), no more snickers bars, or vending machine food for that matter. I will pack a proper lunch, I will drink water, I will take my vitamins, and I WILL go running...as soon as I find a trail...or a gym...
Playing house
I have no idea how I got here. I spent so much time dating and being single and going through boyfriends and now here I am -- in my late 30's, married and with a baby on the way. Sometimes it doesn't feel real, like I'm playing house. Last night my husband and I ordered nursery furniture from Pottery Barn. We made a list of things we still need to get from Amazon and discussed the credit cards with the best points to put it on for travel miles and cash back bonuses. We have 401k's and a savings account and talk about stock investments. You'd think, at almost 40, I would feel like a responsible adult and this would all feel normal right now. It does not. Any moment I wonder when I'm going to wake up. There were times I thought maybe I'll never get married. I wondered if I'd be able to have children -- or get the chance to even try. This baby, so far, seems so healthy and so far I've felt healthy throughout the pregnancy. I'm blessed with go
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