Once again, Lila makes me workout

29 weeks

After enjoying a bit too much dinner last night, I was sitting on the couch, at home alone while Shawn was at rehearsal, watching SVU and playing CityVille on Facebook. While waiting for my points to accrue, I saw some newly posted pictures from good buddy Lila's husband Alex, mostly of the renovations on their house, but also including one of pregnant Lila (albeit not as super pregnant as she is now) doing a pregnancy yoga dvd in their den. Shamed into working out myself in the face of such blatant one-upsmanship, I hauled my growing booty off the couch, changed into yoga pants and a sports bra, and did 3 ten-minute segments on my 10 Minute Solutions Prenatal Pilates DVD. While it would have been only a moderate (maybe even light) workout for me in my prime, last night it was challenging enough to leave me feeling pleasantly exhausted afterward, sore in good places, and accomplished. It's amazing one what little burst of motivation can do. Tonight I am amped up to go for a long walk on the beach to get some cardio in -- gotta switch it up.

Because yeah, it's not okay that my maternity clothes are starting to get too tight -- in the butt. In the stomach, fine. My stomach is supposed to be growing still. But in the ass? Not so much. Not okay, missy.

Another lovely benefit of the workout was that it convinced me to actually go to sleep at a decent hour -- after a hot shower I Was more than ready to pass out at something like my intended bedtime. See, oh recently lazy body of soft tissue? Remember all those workout benefits that you took for granted all these months? Feel-good chemicals; better sleep; increased motivation; heightened creativity; and, soon, better fitting jeans? Remember those? Now, if I could only stop wanting ice cream all the time...