Another 3 miles with Elliott in the jog stroller. It was easier than Monday. I like pushing the stroller because I feel absolutely no pressure to try to go fast. Plus it makes my arms sore. That's good because I'm afraid that when Elliott gains a few more pounds I won't be able to carry her. My arms are *that* wussy.
And my class went better yesterday. I think that one of the articles I assign for the first day causes students to get more defensive than they normally would. Probably I'm going to drop it for future semesters.
And remember all the heart stuff? Tomorrow morning I go in for an attempt at ablation to fix the problem permanently. It's relatively minor for a heart procedure, but I'm still scared. It'd be great to not have to worry about it happening again next time I'm pregnant, though. And I broke the 115-pound barrier. All of you who said that I'd eventually lose more weight (back when I was stuck at about 123) were right. I should have trusted you. :)
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