Since my last letter to you, I thought I was doing a good job. Now, I need to write that I'm sorry for how I ate this week. Though we enjoyed lots of fruit-filled smoothies on this trip, your diet consisted of mainly bread, cheese, and birthday cake.
That last item has been a particular staple since Thursday. And here's all that remains:
Closer . . .
I promise to do my best in the coming weeks to make up for this misstep -- to strive to eat well during my pregnancy with you. But after the perfect active morning we had together on Wednesday, I hope you understand that I'm going to enjoy my last piece of cake this morning.
As I enter the week's workouts into my Daily Mile account. Strange, I know. But I'm sure someday you'll understand.
You probably need a pick-me-up, too, after last night's crazy trip to the boardwalk.
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