Today was our 18 week check up. It wasn't until I was in the car on the way to the midwife that I realized I would be weighed today. When I stepped on the scale the woman flipped over the dreaded 150lb bar instead of my usual 100lb bar. While slightly offended I was happy to see her flip back to the 100 necessarily as the scale teetered dangerously close to the 149 mark. Luckily we landed at 144, a mere 8lbs from my start weight for this venture. While I wasn't 100% happy with my initial start weight, I've been satisfied with the rate at which I've been gaining.
For the most part I've been eating healthy and trying not to overdo it, but days like yesterday just happen where you're snowed in and somehow an entire bag of Cape Cod chips disappears... into your face. But luckily those days are (very) few and (very) far between. Now if I could only fit in a weekly body pump class...
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