Please disregard my last post about me not running any more because it is too painful. Sure it is still painful, but I can't seem to stop myself from doing it. Here's the sad part, I don't even like running. It is a necessary evil and there is no other exercise, in my opinion, that gives you the most "bang for your buck". You can do it anywhere, you don't have to go long to get a good workout, and all you need is a pair of shorts and some running shoes. (Yes, I wear a shirt!)
Ok, to the point, I did a 5K race yesterday morning and told myself that I'd take it easy and run the first mile, walk the second, then run the third. My competitive drive kicked in and I ended up running the whole race. For all you big time runners, I know that a 5K is hardly anything, but for me it was super difficult and it HURT! And the sad part is that my husband did the 10K event and finished only 11 minutes behind me. Then today my mom informs me that she ran the LA Marathon 4 months pregnant with my younger sister. Granted, she says she race walked 16 miles of it, but WTF? No thank you, I'll stick to my measly 5K.
I'm intersted to hear what others of you are doing exercise-wise at 4-5 months. Have you been able to stay in shape? Right now I'll run/walk 3-5 miles, swim 1-2 miles, and bike an hour about five times a week. Obviously, I only do one of these events once a day. I'm not that nuts. I've got to stay in shape because I am doing the swim portion of a half Ironman relay in August at 7 months . My mother-in-law is doing the bike and my mom is running. Pretty random. I'll make sure to let you know how that goes - or doesn't go!
In other baby news, I was a good girl and didn't eat any salt and vinegar chips yet this Memorial Day Weekend, but there's still one more day left and I might break. Going to sushi tonight, no worries, I am only eating the veggie rolls.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
It's time to blog about this baby - 18 weeks and 2 days in!
I never thought I'd start a blog but after being pregnant for 18 weeks, I have found so much joy, entertainment, information, and humor reading other pregnant women's blogs, that I just had to jump on board. Maybe my experiences will encourage or resonate with others? It's worth a shot!
The name of this blog is simple, I have craved salt and vinegar chips all day and night long from the day I found out I was pregnant. Prior to pregnancy they pretty much grossed me out, the smell made me cringe and the taste, ugh! But today I am a changed woman. I now Google chip reviews, have convinced the local gourmet grocery and Trader Joe's to begin carrying the baked Kettle Chips version because I was horrified to find out just how much fat is in the regular ones, and I stockpile bags in my car truck in case I need a snack - yes, in my truck, because I don't trust myself to have them in the house or my office. It takes a serious craving to convince me to leave the house, open the garage, then the trunk to get my fill. I've also sampled just about every version they sell and pretty much love them all. This preggo momma does not discriminate as long as there is a taste of salt and the tang of vinegar. I know some of you are literally drooling as you read this! Should I go open the garage?
Another reason I wanted to blog was because I needed a venue to anonymously share my emotions without invoking the disapproving comments or stigma associated with my admittedly bizarre response to pregnancy. As of today I am 18 weeks and 2 days full of baby X. About 99% of the time I forget that I am pregnant. Other than the out of control desire to lick the insides of a salt and vinegar chip bag, I don't look or feel it and this is where I get to be honest, am incredibly bored by it. I find the prenatal visits a total waste of time and money, sure it is cool to hear the heartbeat but it still seems to disconnected. I want to plan vacations and business trips but am suddenly bound to this incredible ticking timeline that is going to restrict the coming months. I want to continue my running and triathlon training and managed to run 3-5 miles a few times a week until last Thursday when I think all the bouncing caused pelvic bursitis. It feels like I got hit with a bat between the old legs. Now all I can do is road bike, swim, and gasp... walk! Oh I do not enjoy walking. And when I try to turn it into a workout and swing my arms I feel like such a dork, just like all those people I used to run past and think, why are they walking, just run already! And walking, I must admit, is kinda tough if I go fast! It hurts and I get tired. How did I ever complete multiple Ironman and marathons? I have turned into a chip eating slacker.
But I am not a total lost cause. Don't judge me too quickly. While I do not relate to women who are completely overjoyed to be pregnant, enjoy every minute, and have been celebrating since they got the plus sign on the pregnancy test, I think it is really cool that's their attitude. I am sure I'll get there, this whole baby thing just caught me by surprise. I'm 30, married for 4+ years, have a great job, a beautiful home, wonderful friends and family, and an all around fantastic life. We are excited to welcome a baby in October 2009 but it is just not me to go ga-ga about the whole process... I'm leaving that to my sisters, cousins, and friends... all of whom are loving me being preggers more than me.
So hopefully I will update this blog somewhat frequently and someone will read it and relate to my emotions. Happy baby growing, Ladies!
The name of this blog is simple, I have craved salt and vinegar chips all day and night long from the day I found out I was pregnant. Prior to pregnancy they pretty much grossed me out, the smell made me cringe and the taste, ugh! But today I am a changed woman. I now Google chip reviews, have convinced the local gourmet grocery and Trader Joe's to begin carrying the baked Kettle Chips version because I was horrified to find out just how much fat is in the regular ones, and I stockpile bags in my car truck in case I need a snack - yes, in my truck, because I don't trust myself to have them in the house or my office. It takes a serious craving to convince me to leave the house, open the garage, then the trunk to get my fill. I've also sampled just about every version they sell and pretty much love them all. This preggo momma does not discriminate as long as there is a taste of salt and the tang of vinegar. I know some of you are literally drooling as you read this! Should I go open the garage?
Another reason I wanted to blog was because I needed a venue to anonymously share my emotions without invoking the disapproving comments or stigma associated with my admittedly bizarre response to pregnancy. As of today I am 18 weeks and 2 days full of baby X. About 99% of the time I forget that I am pregnant. Other than the out of control desire to lick the insides of a salt and vinegar chip bag, I don't look or feel it and this is where I get to be honest, am incredibly bored by it. I find the prenatal visits a total waste of time and money, sure it is cool to hear the heartbeat but it still seems to disconnected. I want to plan vacations and business trips but am suddenly bound to this incredible ticking timeline that is going to restrict the coming months. I want to continue my running and triathlon training and managed to run 3-5 miles a few times a week until last Thursday when I think all the bouncing caused pelvic bursitis. It feels like I got hit with a bat between the old legs. Now all I can do is road bike, swim, and gasp... walk! Oh I do not enjoy walking. And when I try to turn it into a workout and swing my arms I feel like such a dork, just like all those people I used to run past and think, why are they walking, just run already! And walking, I must admit, is kinda tough if I go fast! It hurts and I get tired. How did I ever complete multiple Ironman and marathons? I have turned into a chip eating slacker.
But I am not a total lost cause. Don't judge me too quickly. While I do not relate to women who are completely overjoyed to be pregnant, enjoy every minute, and have been celebrating since they got the plus sign on the pregnancy test, I think it is really cool that's their attitude. I am sure I'll get there, this whole baby thing just caught me by surprise. I'm 30, married for 4+ years, have a great job, a beautiful home, wonderful friends and family, and an all around fantastic life. We are excited to welcome a baby in October 2009 but it is just not me to go ga-ga about the whole process... I'm leaving that to my sisters, cousins, and friends... all of whom are loving me being preggers more than me.
So hopefully I will update this blog somewhat frequently and someone will read it and relate to my emotions. Happy baby growing, Ladies!
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