I Don’t Feel Like Thursday Thirteen
Yep, that’s right. No Thursday Thirteen.
And I bet you were thinking I was going to put up a list of Thirteen Reasons I Love My New Elliptical.
I thought about it, but obsessing about an inanimate object that much just isn’t my groove today.
Yep, I’m definitely in a groove today. In fact, I’ve been in a bit of a domestic groove this week. I’ve been cleaning, cooking, doing laundry, etc, etc. I’m not sure what’s going on with me. After the near heartbreaking morning I had on Tuesday (Oz time), I’m kind of surprised that I’m this perky. Maybe because life goes on? Maybe because the world didn’t end the moment I found out (again) that I’m not pregnant?
Who knows? I shouldn’t question.
I was talking to my friend Randi earlier about the health related stuff going on in our lives. She’s part of a study for PCOS that is hoping to determine the actual genetic bits that get passed down from mother to daughter to cause PCOS.
I think that is the coolest thing ever. I wish I could participate.
I don’t know if my grandmother had PCOS, but I know my mother did even though she wasn’t officially diagnosed. My aunt probably has it too, but I don’t think she’s been diagnosed either. I’ve been thinking a lot about it lately, especially given my want to have children and the fact that I have been losing and gaining the same ten pounds since I came to Australia.
I know I have to go to a gyno, but I’m really not looking forward to it. Blood tests galore and I really don’t want to go back on the pill… but I’ll have to do what I must, right? All in the name of fitness…

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