Feeling robbed

***The following blog is not my usual yay-I'm -so-happy-to-be-pregnant type of post...consider yourself warned***

Today I was planning to blog about the awesome last day of skiing I had last weekend.  I even had a video to add.  But it turns out I'm in no mood to write about that today.  Instead, I've spent most of the morning sulking around the house because I am home and not out skiing.

Today is the last day that I realistically could have skied this year due to weekend plans for the next few weeks and I'd be pretty big the next free weekend I would have had.  But I'm not skiing.  Bryan and I talked last night and while I know I would have been fine skiing today, he wasn't so enthusiastic about it.  I thought I was fine with that decision...turns out I'm not.  All morning I can't help but feel that I've been robbed of my last possible ski day of the year.  I'm mad that I didn't stand up for myself because I know my body well enough to know that skiing today would have been just fine.  Instead of ending the season on a high note and on my terms, I feel like I'm missing out.  I know, I know....I should be grateful that I've been able to ski as much and as far into this pregnancy as I have and yes, there are many worse things in the world to be upset about.  But right now all I can focus on is the fact that I'm not skiing.

And to add salt to my wound, I went out for a run hoping that would cheer me up only to get a side stitch towards the end and having to walk the last mile.  Awesome!

I know in a couple days this will seem like no big deal, but right now I just need some time to be upset about it.  I promise to be back to my regularly scheduled happy blogging soon...I know we all like those posts better than this!