Noah's Ark

This month I weighed in for a Biggest Loser competition at work.  I would love to win, but my main goal is to have a source of accountability for losing weight and getting healthy.  I ran a 10K in December and although I was not the thinnest I have ever been, I was definitely in the best shape of my life.  Funny how that works.  Anyways, I had a lot of problems with shin splints and decided to follow advice and stop running for a month to give my shins time to heal.  The plan was to start up again in January.  Then I got pregnant, sick, and the weather was anything but inviting so time slipped by.  When I started to feel like going out again was when I found out that the pregnancy was doomed from the start.  An ectopic pregnancy, although not as life threatening as it once was, does carry with it lots of risks and limitations.  I was not "allowed" to work out.  I didn't really feel like it anyways.  I had almost no energy and spent most days trying to survive the pain (both physical and emotional).  Then I had to deal with the fact that for whatever reason this pregnancy was not going to resolve quickly or leave my body feeling anything like it once was any time soon.  I ate for comfort.  I sat around for lack of energy.  The end result was an out of shape, overweight, unhappy me.  I knew that I needed to do something about it and quick.  April 15 I was given the go ahead to start slowly working out again.  I really started  working out about a week later and since then I have been all over it!  I am spinning 2-3 times a week and running 2-3 times a week.  I am signed up for a 5k on the 4th of July and I can't believe that I am saying this, but I am really looking forward to that run!
Sometimes it takes a lot to make you realize how lucky you are and how amazing our bodies are.  I have a long road to go as I reach for my goals and strive to make myself better.  I don't know what the future holds, but I do know that I don't like feeling the depressed way that I felt during those long dark months and it is up to me to do something about it.  I am proud to say that I have lost 6 pounds!  Slow and steady wins the race  right?!  On the days when the workouts are hard and the desire just isn't there I remember two things: 1) my children won't benefit from having an unhealthy mother and 2) "I really regret working out today!" -No One Ever.  (I love this "quote")
A couple weeks ago I was spinning in my room, something my strange children like to watch.  They must enjoy watching me suffer;)  I knew they were up to something, but they were happily getting along and out of my way so I let them be.  When I was done I asked them what they were up to and they told me that my bed was Noah's Ark.  They were rescuing all the animals.
 

 

That is,  all the animals except for the ones that Jonathan doesn't like.  Those ones he would throw on the floor and declare lost forever!