Running. It wasn’t going well.
Week of 2/3: 8 miles
Week of 2/10: 7 miles
Week of 2/17: 5 miles
I was having a lot of pain in my butt and tailbone and crotch and thought I might have to give it up. I don’t care how much I love running; if it makes me hurt for days, it’s just not worth it. But before officially throwing in the towel, I decided to try the one thing I despise. I did a sloooooow run/walk routine (one minute of walking, with the running intervals at about 10:45-11:45 pace) and it worked out really well.
|Wednesday||2 mile walk/weights||0|
|Thursday||TM 3 @ 11:59||3|
|Friday||elliptical 40 mins||0|
|Saturday||TM 4 @ 11:15 avg||4|
Duh, right? I know. I was really, really resistant to the idea of running slow or run/walking because it’s boring and it just takes too fucking long. But I actually enjoyed myself and I really needed the walk breaks to rest or drink water or go pee. So for now I’m still a brave, inspirational, really slow pregnant #motherrunner, and I still get to feel the thrill of running without all the aching and soreness afterward. WIN/WIN. Who knows how long this will continue? I’m just taking it one day at a time.
So I ended up with 12 miles last week and more importantly, I feel really good.
More about me!
I’m 25 weeks pregnant and 25 pounds heavier! So yeah, I am by no means adhering to the Standard Guidelines For Pregnancy Weight Gain, but my doctor is pretty relaxed about it and assures me my baby’s not going to be a fat tub of lard ass.
In the third trimester (27-40 weeks), you’re supposed to gain like, half a pound a week instead of a whole pound a week but I won’t be surprised if I gain another 15 pounds anyway. C’est la vie.
And I don’t know if this makes me come across as obsessive or disordery but at my last OB appointment I asked my nurse how much I weighed at 23 weeks now compared to 23 weeks into my first pregnancy and I was 15 pounds heavier last time. That’s a little crazy! But it made me feel better about where I am now. And my Gap maternity jeans still fit so I’m good.
I’ve been lucky to have had another really easy pregnancy so far. No weirdness or complications. My blood pressure and all other screenings have been normal, and I feel the baby kicking and rolling all the time now. It’s fun– last time my placenta was anterior so it cushioned a lot of the impact. This time it’s in the back and I’ve really enjoyed feeling so much more movement.
I don’t sleep that great, though. Part of it is Kenzie having some nighttime screwiness but it’s mostly me. I either can’t fall asleep until midnight, or I wake up at 4 a.m., or both. But it’s manageable. I drink a small cup of coffee in the afternoon and that helps me get through the rest of the day.
In the grand tradition of second pregnancies, we haven’t done jack shit to get ready for the baby. But my mom’s coming in a few weeks and she’s really excited about helping me get the room ready. Right now it’s our guest room/second closet, so we need to get all of our clothes out of there and somehow consolidate enough to fit all our shit into one closet. I’m really not excited about it.
I also need to go through Kenzie’s old clothes and figure out what will work for a baby born in June instead of December. Most of Kenzie’s newborn sleepers are long sleeve/fleece, and I’m afraid ALL of Kenzie’s clothes aren’t going to fit new kid at the right time, but I’m not stressing about it. Worst case: we run out to Target and buy a few onesies. Who wears clothes in June anyway?