Workout: 1.5-mile walk with Denali and (planned) All-Levels Yoga class
1. Yesterday was an unplanned rest day. My body and me, you see, were not in agreement, and I spent most of the day on the couch. In fact, I didn't get out of my PJs until 4 p.m. and that was only in anticipation of Mark's return from work.
2. Seeing as I barely had the energy to put forth minimal effort into hygiene, I definitely wasn't in the mood to cook. Especially what I had on tap for the evening - pollock fillets with couscous and veggies. I'm not sure what it is about this pollock but I have no desire to cook it - much less eat it. It's been on the weekly menu at least twice and each time, I manage to get myself out of preparing it.
3. Mark, kind as he is, agreed to take me to the family restaurant for soup and a burger. I was chowing along as a pregnant woman should when he said something. Something that sort of struck a nerve.
"You never would have eaten that three months ago," he said, gesturing toward my delicious sandwich.
And he's right. I wouldn't have. The combo of not-lean beef, a non-wheat bun and not-reduced fat dressing would have sent me looking for grilled chicken. But last night, it's what sounded good and I am trying to eat more beef to keep my iron up. It made me wonder, though, whether I'm relaxing my habits too much because I'm pregnant. I certainly don't want to lose all the habits I've worked so hard to establish because the sea monkey "wants" a burger.
By the way, the sea monkey wanting a burger just further convinced Mark that this little one will be a boy. I would have hit him had we not decided on a boy name last night.
How do you balance healthy eating and life (not necessarily pregnancy)?