Remember how last week I said my nesting instinct was manifesting itself in an obsession over the kitchen floor? It changed. I’m now full-fledged crazy about getting the freezer full of food. I get seriously jazzed whenever I put something in there and I feel weirdly protective of it, like a hoarder. So far I’ve got blueberries, strawberries, blueberry muffins, chocolate zucchini muffins, and applesauce, but I have big plans for some chilis and soups and hopefully more applesauce. But really it’s weird how much I want to fill the freezer.
Running is still going well – I’m doing 4 or 5 miles about 6 times a week without much problem. By the end of the day my hips are often a little sore – more the back of my hips, in my butt – but by the next morning everything feels great again. I’ve slowed back down some, too. Last night I got a chance to do the Tuesday night trail 5k and came in at 30:01 (which at 85 degrees and after dinner was a still a better pace than the 4 miles I’d done that morning). I think I was dead last but I had a lot of fun. Next week is the last race!
I’m feeling a lot of internal kicks toward my back, which feels a little strange, like involuntary shudders. Whereas last week I was up 12 pounds this week I’m up 14. Like I said: I go a few weeks not gaining and then gain a couple overnight. I’m sure Leo’s birthday weekend didn’t help much either!
Overall I’ve been a little tired this week, definitely feeling my hips if I stand for a long period of time, and definitely think my belly has gotten bigger (which I love). Happy first week of the third trimester!