First off, Dorian has been having some gas issues these last couple of nights and last night was really bad. He is normally such a great baby, except when something is hurting him like his teething or stomach troubles. It is stressful, watching him hurt like that and not being able to do anything except try to comfort him the best I can. It took both Cameron and I laying with him in bed to help him fall asleep last night, Cameron propped him up against me in a sitting position and I rubbed his tummy. Hopefully there won't be a whole lot of days like this, I hate seeing him in pain.
I haven't ran since Sunday, and although I am getting a little tense and was going to run tonight no matter how my leg felt, I feel a lot better after weighing myself. My main worry other than my sanity was falling off the wagon and losing what progress I had made with my weight loss. On September 14, I weighed myself at 147 lbs and wasn't going to weigh myself again until after the Half Marathon (next Sunday), but when my cat turned on the scale in the bathroom and I had to shoo her off of it, curiosity got the best of me. Apparently I have lost 4 lbs since my last weigh in, I now weigh 143 lbs. I am happy, but a little suspicious and wondering if my eyes were deceiving me so tomorrow morning I am going to weigh myself again. I put on my size 7 jeans and they aren't as tight as they were 2 weeks ago but still a bit snug. i am happy, I will rest again today and maybe walk tomorrow and then run my 8 miles Sunday. My leg is still kind of sore, but not bad and I am going to keep using the foam roller on it, hopefully I can get through the Half Marathon at least with the same time as last year and then not be so hell bent on my runs, and getting back to doing squats and lunges more since I haven't for quite a while.
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