Lame.

That's how I feel today.

Thomas headed to daycare today and I intended on spending the day online, working on my course and getting caught up, but I am still waiting for my login details.

So... what to do ALL day with no car and no companion; I have given up on cleaning, which seems to take up 90% of my life lately. I can't nap (sleep eludes me lately as I can't find a comfortable position with this growing belly).

I thought I would go for a long walk, take in the nice weather that may or may not last, and learn about the neighbourhood, but this lame horse got 10 minutes from home before the wind was knocked out of her sails and I had to loop back. I used to RUN 10k, now a 10 minute walk is too much.

I just can't wait to meet my son and not have to be pregnant anymore.

Lame.

It's harder than it looks.

It doesn't seem like a lot. It's a beginner workout and I'm only doing the low impact moves, but my body aches in a good way. The way that says the muscles are working and growing.

Today Thomas even joined me for squats and marching. He's got heavy feet, but his heart is in the right place.

This is my post workout shot... Look at that belly!!

I need it.

I am the girl that needs a good sweat, I can be distracted by life, but lately my distractions have just left me bored and depressed. You see, the recent weeks have left me unemployed and stranded, with a toddler and a 7-month pregnant belly. I felt out of control, I couldn't make any changes, because I am having a baby. No one is going to hire me at 7.5 months pregnant. I can't lose weight, in fact I am supposed to be gaining a pound a week for the next 9 weeks. I can't go anywhere (I was in a car accident 3 weeks ago that sent my car to the wreckers) not even walking will get me anywhere. And even if I did go anywhere. I don't have any money to spend (I don't quite qualify for mat leave).

Bottom line, I am in a funk.

Thomas and I try to go for a walk everyday, but its at his speed... which is 'stop I need to look at everything' slow. It also highlights my lack of shape, when my pelvic floor gives out and I fall into a deep waddle before noon.

So what can I do at home? How can I start to feel better?

It's always the same answer. Sweat.

I need to feel like I am progressing, on my way to something. I can't lose weight, but I can gain muscle. So I googled workouts for every trimester. I have to be careful in my third trimester that I don't work myself into pre mature labour. I have to listen to my body when it calls it quits and I can't start bouncing around, but I can work my arms, legs and get my heart rate up. I can prep for being a mother of 2 boys under the age of three. I can do something every day to feel active.

So I did.

This morning, with Thomas, I worked out. I did a modified version of the Jillian Michaels 90 day challenge week one, workout one. I felt good. I feel good. First time in weeks... months.

I am probably going to have to stay on week one for the next 9 weeks, but its something. Its a routine I can get used too. And it gets Thomas interested and right now he is sitting on my lap, having a cuddle while I type. So it's a win.

I am even going to post my measurements. Eeek!

Wish me luck as I work to find myself all over again.

xo