Hello! We’ve reached the end of another month so quickly. I feel like I was just writing a recap for January!
Instead of going through all my resolutions, I’m just going to stick with my mileage. My February goal was 28 miles. I achieved…. 34.3! Look out, world, I’m ready to run an ultra!
In all seriousness, I’m very proud of those miles. For starters, I’m still running more than I did when I was pregnant with Riley which is a huge boost, because I feel infinitely more out of shape than I did with her.
Secondly, the past two weeks have brought some challenges with my intestines and I’m not sure if they are pregnancy or ulcerative colitis related, but the discomfort/pain has made me back off running. The baby’s health is first and foremost and if I need to take some extra rest time for my body to heal, then that’s what I am going to do, no questions asked. It seems to be on the up and up, so hopefully we’ll continue that way and March will go off without a hitch.
Speaking of March, the word I am going to embrace and embody this month is:
I’ve mentioned in previous posts that I’m a dreamer and a thinker, but I have a hard time putting plans into action. After some deep diving, I’ve realized that I’m afraid to do things wrong, that I’m not good enough to do something, or that I simply don’t know when/where/how to start. Basically I’m a perfectionist with low confidence.
But I’ve realized that by letting these doubts and uncertainties crowd my thinking, I’m missing out. On things as little as buying home décor to as big as writing.. and finishing… a novel (I have three started). In March I want to work on making myself move, getting the courage and motivation to stop thinking and planning, writing and rewriting to-do lists and just freaking DO it already.
Who’s with me? Let’s carpe the hell out of this diem!
Hey, all! I reached 20 weeks this past Saturday and I can’t believe that I’m halfway through this pregnancy already! It feels like it’s going so much faster than with Roo, but at the same time 20 more weeks seems so far away. Crazy, right?
So let’s just jump right into my week, shall we?
No workout for me today.
We had our 20-week ultrasound! It suddenly made this pregnancy much more real and exciting. We don’t know if we are having a boy or a girl- like Riley, we are waiting until the big day!
Our “active little one” gave us a thumbs up to let us know everything is going well in there.
Afterward I got some me time while Dave watched Riley. This included getting a gel manicure. I don’t get them often, but I do love them. Plus, they are only $25 and last way longer and look infinitely better than when I do my own nails.
4 surprisingly easy morning treadmill miles while watching Revenge. I know I am waaay behind the times, but has anybody else seen this show? I’ve been wanting to watch it since it first aired years ago, but only recently started. The first few episodes sucked me in so fast, but now? I don’t know. I still like it, but it’s getting too complicated and some of the characters bug me. Tyler. The real Emily Thorne. Even faux-Emily is starting to wear on me a bit. So after Saturday, I gave it some time off and will go back to it in a bit. Possibly today.
But anyway, it got me through treadmill miles surprisingly quickly.
Saturday night, Dave and I actually went out! One of Dave’s coworkers watched Riley and we went to a friend’s surprise 30th birthday party at a local brewery. Of course, I still couldn’t drink, but they had locally made soda that was delish and it was fun to hangout with everyone!
Invigorated by last Monday’s early morning, I did a 5:30 treadmill run again. 3.25 miles at approximately a 10:20 pace. I’m definitely slowing down a lot from where I was at the beginning of pregnancy, but I’m glad to be getting some of my endurance back. This run was surprisingly effortless.
I did the same 10 lb. dumbbell strength circuit as last week and barely finished it before Riley woke up. I was hoping to get some more core exercises in, but never made it. Even though it’s only a short circuit, it definitely gets my blood flowing and my heart rate up.
The afternoon was spent at another play date with my friend and her son. This time, Riley discovered slides and boy is she a fan. She has a little trouble transitioning from the top to actually sliding down so I had to help her every time, but it was so stinking cute.
I REALLY didn’t think this was going to happen! I set my alarm for 5:30, but was relatively certain that I would blow it off for more sleep. Lo and behold, when the alarm went off I realized that if I wanted to really make this change and not have it be random one-off days, I had to DO it. So I got up and on the treadmill.
As my “reward,” I got to do intervals! I know, most of you are probably thinking that’s a sick joke, but I love love love intervals. Especially short ones. I ran one mile warm up, then alternated two minutes fast with one minute recovery for a mile and a half, then one minute even faster with one minute recovery for a mile, followed by a half mile cool down. Total 4.1 miles- my longest early morning run in about a year. I was so shocked with myself for getting it done and treated myself to a Dunkin Donuts latte later than day. Can’t go wrong with a latte!
How do motivate yourself to wake up early?
Hey, all! It is absolutely gorgeous outside today, but unfortunately I still ran on the treadmill. That’s okay, though, because Riley and I went for a wagon ride!
Last Thursday, I said that I was going to run after Dave came home from work. By the time he came home my stomach was all wonky so it didn’t happen. It wasn’t until Saturday morning that I made it to the treadmill, but it was for a truly awful run. I started with a one-song walking warm-up, three songs running, one walking, two running, one walking, then ran the last song. I just couldn’t keep up. The running was slow, but oh-so-hard and when I stopped at mile 2 for a bathroom break, I almost gave up and didn’t hop back on the treadmill.
It was one of those runs that *almost* wasn’t worth it, but of course, it was. It was a good reminder for me, though, to listen to my body. To appreciate what it can do and be happy that, at 19 weeks pregnant, I am still able to run and lift, even if it’s not at the level I used to.
Monday morning, I woke up early for another treadmill run. After Saturday, I was really nervous about this run, but luckily it went so well and gave me a little more confidence back in my running.
Tuesday was a full body circuit workout using ten pound dumbbells. It took about 30 minutes, just enough time before Riley woke-up.
Yesterday was a rest day, so instead Riley and I met up with a friend and her baby boy at an indoor playground at the mall. It was Riley’s first time at a playground and she had so much fun. She played with the games on the wall, climbed through the tunnels, and ran around giggling. It made my heart so happy to see her doing so well in a loud social setting with so many wild kids around. And it was really great to grab coffee and spend time with a friend!
Today was another incredible run. I wanted to go outside, but the forecast was storms and I didn’t want Riley to get caught in that. The run wasn’t fast, 9:23 pace, but was faster than I’ve run in a while, especially on the ‘mill. It was also short, only 2 miles, because when I stopped to go to the bathroom (2 miles seems to be a trend), Riley woke up and did not go back to sleep. So a short, but oh so sweet run. Worth it, even if it wasn’t outside.
How have your workouts been? Are you getting the great weather that we are here in PA?
Generally speaking, I am not a morning person. In theory, I love early mornings. I love being up while the sun is starting to rise, when the world is still quiet, and only the birds are there to greet you.
The catch is that I also like sleep. Like, I really really like sleep. Add to that my hopeless night owl tendencies, and mornings quickly become a distant dream.
But lately, my motivation to workout is depleted by the time my husband gets home from work. I’m just too tired. I’m hungry. I want to spend time with him and our daughter. The list can go on, but the point is that my workouts have been suffering as my priorities change.
To remedy this, I decided last night that I would run this morning before Dave left for work. I mentioned in my New Year’s Resolutions post that I wanted to get up and be ready for the day earlier, but never made it an official resolution. I thought I would be too tired the rest of the day, especially since I can’t seem to get enough sleep. I think the second trimester energy boost is a myth.
But I digress. Last night, I started getting ready for bed as soon as we put Riley down for the night. I picked out my running clothes and put them on my dresser, ready to go. I put my sports bra by our space heater (hey, it’s cold around here!). I set my alarm for 5:10 and I was in bed by 10 o’clock. Yes, that is early for me.
And I slept terribly. I was up at 1 o’clock for the bathroom, then tossed and turned, stressing subconsciously about an early morning: would I do it, would the run suck, would I be zapped for energy the remainder of the day?
5:10 hit and so did the snooze button. But I was awake enough. I debated for 9 minutes if it was worth it until the second alarm when off. Then, I did it. I took the leap, figuratively speaking. It was more of a sloth-like move out of bed, but I did it!
Morning runs have never been my forte, so I wasn’t expecting much, especially since Saturday’s run was a trainwreck (more on that later).
Let’s forget about this run, ‘ok?
I even bargained with myself that I could just walk if I had to, or that I only had to go two miles. I just wanted to get it done.
So how did it go?
It was AMAZING. The start was a little hard, yes. But once my legs woke up, I felt surprisingly great. Maybe it helped that my playlist was an eclectic mix of Hall & Oates, Journey, Bruno Mars, Andy Grammer, Rachel Platten, and that song from St. Elmo’s Fire. I do not know. But I felt revived. I ran 3.1 miles without any walk breaks, a big feat for me lately. I did stop once to pee, but hey, you gotta do what you gotta do. I walked a .15 mile cooldown and BAM my morning workout was done.
Check out that baby bump
What’s better is that it also allowed me to jumpstart my day. I took an early shower, got to hangout with my husband a little before he left for work, and was ready for Riley who woke up earlier than expected. By 8:30, I had fed us both breakfast, prepared dinner (which involved dicing and searing), and got the CrockPot going. I even put makeup on!
Dinner is served (in 6-8 hours)
Now, I’m not delusional. I know that it is not going to feel this great every time. Hell, I may crash before Dave comes home from work tonight. But right now, I understand morning people once again. And I’m going to ride that wave as long as possible. I want to be part of the club.
Are you a morning person? Did you have to train yourself to become that way and do you have any tips for me? I’d love to hear!
It’s Groundhog Day!
Puxatawny Phil saw his shadow and you know what that means… an early spring is on the way! Who’s looking forward to that? I love winter, but by the end of it I am SO. OVER. IT.
You with me?
But this weekend was gorgeous. I cannot even believe it. It was 70 degrees on Sunday! I am ashamed that I got zero pictures of the beautiful weather, but we fully enjoyed it. Did you?
Let’s talk goals. How are you doing with your resolutions? If you missed it, here are 2016 resolutions and January goals. They are going okay. I started working out, in fact, I ran 10 miles already! It may seem small, but I haven’t run since October so it was huge for me. I’m excited to keep going. Which brings me to my February goals and Word of the Month.