Monday, October 29, 2012

Stormy Monday

"They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad..."


Although our office was open today, I opted to stay home (and suffer the consequences). The storm isn't supposed to get bad until this afternoon, but I didn't want to risk getting stuck or being the jackass in a bad situation on my way home.
(not to mention being eight months pregnant, but whatever...)

For the moment, we still have power, but the lights keep flickering.
Max is worried about Halloween being canceled.
I'm trying to be patient and lift his spirits with watercolors, Legos, grilled cheese, and Tom & Jerry.




oil pastels, watercolors, pajamas

chai lattes

parfait inspired by Pee Wee's Playhouse

chocolate chip oatmeal Biscoff bars 

Shrinky Dinks!

surrounded
 

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Pumpkinpalooza 2012

This tradition is one of my favorites and almost makes up for the fact that I am too old for trick-or-treating.


Thursday, October 25, 2012

(not complaining) 31 weeks

I miss:
  • green tea (although, I have enjoyed it sparingly)  
  • coffee
  • beer
  • my waist
  • jeans that zip/button
  • bending over/down to pick things up when I drop them (you should see the detritus left on the floor in my clumsy wake...socks, ponytail holders, coins, cereal...I'm like Pig Pen, only better-smelling and maybe a tiny bit cuter)
I forget:
  • what it's like to not wake up at least six  eight times to pee in the middle of the night
  • how to tie my shoes without losing my breath
  • how easy it is to shave my legs when I can see what I'm doing
I can't wait:
  • til my dad stops remarking how huge I am to everyone and anyone within earshot (the dog, the next-door neighbor, the UPS man)
  • to hold our brand new baby
  • to finally know...boy or girl?!
  • to ride trails...rocky, rooty, hilly trails (yes, I know those hills are going to hurt)
(not necessarily in that order)




























Saturday, October 20, 2012

I Love Fall



There's a lot more time for stuff like this when weekends don't involve packing the car/gathering gear/prepping bikes/racing/racing/racing...
I miss it, but I don't.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

thirty weeks

The jump from twenty to thirty weeks is a blur.
I don't know where the time went, but I am getting very excited about giving birth to baby Showers. 
Now there is a baby inside me weighing nearly three pounds...
a baby strong enough to wake me in the middle of the night with some serious kicking.

After Max read a book to me the other night (I can't believe he is reading stories to ME now), he said,
"Can I sing to the baby?"
"Sure, go for it."
He leaned over and got close to my belly, cupping his hands around either side of his mouth as if to tell a secret...
Quietly, I heard him almost whisper/sing,
"Party Rock is in the house toniiiiight...
Everybody just have a good time...
We gonna make you lose your mind...
We just wanna see you have a good time"

Okay.
I was thinking he'd go for twinkle, twinkle little star or something...
No.
Party Rock Anthem.

He's going to be an awesome brother.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

bulking up

Lately, I've been longing to ride.
Fall rides are the best...blah blah blah...but, I've been been logging plenty of hours wandering on trails on my own two feet.
It must be the crunchy leaves underfoot and the smell of autumn in the woods that has me so nostalgic for two wheels and arm warmers.
At Friday's routine OB appointment, my doctor (a legit cyclist himself) asked if I am still mountain biking and assured me I still can.
"Yeah, I haven't been on trails in over a month...I don't exactly fit on the bike anymore. Look at me!"
We both laughed.

I've bulked up about 20 lbs (!) so far...at this point, all I can do is laugh as the numbers climb every time I step on that scale.
With two+ months to go, I'll probably gain somewhere around 30 lbs total.
That sounds like a lot, but apparently is within a healthy range.

Yesterday, we hiked at Ridley Creek (and maybe got a tiny bit lost turned around)...Seven+ months pregnant, one solid hour of vigorous walking and plenty of hills left me pretty destroyed for the rest of the afternoon.
I took a nap just so I could stay awake past dark.

Weekends spent without an alarm or scrambling to pack and travel to races have been quite relaxing.
I said that.
Wow.






Friday, October 12, 2012

on doping

Last night I started reading some of the testimony and affidavits related to the USADA investigation.

I began composing an objective post about my thoughts on the investigation and the witnesses and their testimonies, not to mention the emails, correspondence and photographs submitted as evidence...
But, honestly, I am just grossed out by the whole thing.
I can't even find any eloquent or articulate ways to express how I felt reading the affidavits other than
just. grossed. out.
And Hincapie's testimony left me feeling especially nauseated.

Grossed out by cheating and lying and trying to justify it and grossed out by the lengths some people will go to in order to manipulate their own biology for sport, for livelihood, for "glory."
Grossed out by the smugness.

This isn't me being naive, thinking this wasn't going on or doesn't exist in our sport...I know it has, I know it does...but, reading those affidavits made me feel so uneasy.


Thursday, October 11, 2012

this guy....

This guy has been so tireless, supportive, and encouraging the past seven months.
I don't know how he does it and nothing seems to rattle him...
Hormonal meltdowns about cluttered closets and ill-fitting clothes, panic attacks about sweatpants and dirty dishes, Pregzilla moodiness ("you're BREATHING near me!!"), cravings for disgusting dry cereal, constant indecisiveness about what's for dinner, incessant chatter about money worries/workplace worries/baby worries ...

He has handled it all like a pro.

Suddenly, in the throes of the third trimester (already??!), I feel like I am in pregnancy survival mode.
At the end of a busy work day, it's all I can do to get out of my scrubs and into bed...dinner and a bath feel like insurmountable chores. My husband and son are definitely not getting the attention they deserve (notes left on the kitchen counter reminding Bill to help Max with homework after school don't count).
Still, this guy has been nothing short of amazing.

I can't wait to see him with our baby.


     

Monday, October 8, 2012

oh, blogger

Apparently, I've used up my photo storage quota on Blogger.
I knew it was only a matter of time before all those narcissistic race photos and gratuitous self-portraits caught up to me.
Now I have an excuse to explore other platforms for my blog habit...
May take me a while because I suck at all things "tech"...

{shudders}


thanks, I'll be back...

Thursday, October 4, 2012

twenty-eight

While scraping Nutella from the jar with animal crackers earlier, I probably should have been thinking, "it's not going to be easy when I finally get back on the bike this winter..."
What I was actually thinking was, "This is the highlight of my day and Nutella on animal crackers is fucking AWESOME."

I am twenty-eight weeks pregnant.
Roughly ten to twelve weeks from giving birth and bringing home a baby.
Roughly ten to twelve weeks from clutching my belly, doubled over, begging for an epidural before I'm even sure if it's actual labor (if memory serves me correctly).

Lately, I alternate between bouts of pure excitement and complete anxiety.
And these moods strike hardest in the middle of the night after a long day when I really just need sleep.
I better get used to it.

I'm huge, I'm happy, I'm feeling pretty good right now...
Tired, with aching feet, but feeling pretty good.





gratuitous poor quality self-portrait

Monday, October 1, 2012

Good Friends, Bad Weather...Vermont 2012








The weather was not on our side this year, but we had a great time during our brief pilgrimage to Vermont.
The Kingdom Trails offered a completely different perspective on two feet and I really enjoyed wandering through the woods.
My bike remained on the deck, under rainy skies, for the duration...which, honestly, is probably for the better. As you can see, I'm only getting bigger at this point and even smooth double-track would probably be ill-advised from here on out.

With baby on board, I found it quite easy to relax in the company of great friends...
Warm fires, indoor s'mores, hot chocolate, good conversation, and the most colorful foliage I've ever seen in the Northeast Kingdom made for an amazing weekend away.