- Give birth. Preferably without drugs. Hopefully with less than 20 hours of labor, though that’s pretty much out of my control, now, isn’t it?
- Swim 3x/week until my due date. Swim 3x/week or as often as possible after recovery.
- Compete in my first sprint triathlon. Or two. Possibly three.
- Post a picture or a few lines every day. (h/t to Lenore)
- Eat a vegetarian diet 4/7 days a week to start, 7/7 by the end of the year.
- A few minutes after Nuala FINALLY made her way into the world via my nether region, I said to our doula, “I am not convinced of the virtues of natural childbirth.” I was tired. Any labor is not pleasant, but back labor is awful. However, I found out later how relatively unusual it was for Nuala to come out with bright eyes, only a couple of coughs to clear her lungs, and to look immediately for my breast to nurse. And given all the trauma my lady bits went through, my recovery was pretty damn easy. Tylenol and Aleve for a couple days, and I was pretty much good to go, at least for locomoting around the house, up and down stairs and whatnot. I’m sure much of this isn’t unique to an unmedicated labor and delivery, but it sure couldn’t have hurt. Also, while I was in good physical shape when Nuala was born, I’m in MUCH better shape now. Which brings me to numbers 2 and 3.
- I learned to swim last summer, having been inspired by my sister’s burgeoning obsession with triathlon, and got pregnant almost immediately thereafter. I had a hard time maintaining a consistent routine throughout first trimester fatigue and my insane academic semester. I had twenty-odd swims in there to keep chipping away at essential skills, though, so when winter break came, I got in the pool 3x/week and began making leaps and bounds ahead in spite of ticking over the third-trimester mark. It feels awesome, and the only way it’s going to get more awesome is for me to keep it up.
- The first quasi-local triathlon of the season is in June, 11 1/2 weeks after my due date. I have absolutely no idea how I’ll be feeling by then, but I suspect I’ll be feeling well enough to have swim, biked, and jogged for a few weeks. Things should only get better from there–the local sprint tri is in August, and the third on the list is in a neighboring county in September. The great thing about triathlon for me at this stage is that I don’t have much of a baseline and therefore no comparison to feel bad about. If I made running-only goals, I fear I’d be trying and failing to PR a 5k or half all summer as my body refused to cooperate on interrupted sleep and hormone swings. See how this is a smart goal? See?
- See yesterday’s post.
- I don’t know if it’s necessary to pursue a running or other fitness routine to notice how acutely one’s diet affects one’s physical wellbeing, but it certainly seems to make differences more noticeable. What I notice is that I feel better when I eat less meat. I feel less heavy, less bloat-y. A further thumb on the scale is that by consuming fewer bits and pieces of livestock, I’m reducing my personal climate impact. Also, I already love beans and legumes and don’t have much anxiety about getting enough protein without meat. The only downside is that bacon is a meat, but I’m not rigid enough to forego the perfect sandwich, for heaven’s sake.
There will be plenty other goals throughout the year (wonder if I could run my first marathon this year?), but these are the ones that fit the bill for proper, attainable New Year’s resolutions that get me closer to where I want to be.