60 minutes on the elliptical during the worst basketball
game I've ever seen. It was like when you're watching a stupid show and you
keep thinking, "Why am I watching this? This is such a waste of
time." Once my 60 minutes hit, I hopped off and went over to the treadmill
next to Eric and didn't even care what happened in the last few minutes of the
game. *So* stupid.
My heart rate was between 120 and 140 pretty much after the first 10
minutes. I don't know how cardiovascular stuff really works, but I kind
of imagine it as an hour during which Baby was able to get what she
needs. I really hate that my body isn't working well enough to keep her
growing like she should.
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