So ready...

...for the end of this pregnancy.  My due date is Monday (Jan 27), but here I am, two days before, still pounding out a few miles for endurance and sanity.  I can honestly say, it's getting rough to wog these days, but soon I will be back to the streets (well probably not as soon as my mind believes if the doctors have much to say about it...a woman can dream).

In the meantime, I'm happy to still be standing and moving.  I've discovered that many people believe pregnant ladies are all on the couch with their feet kicked up at 40 weeks (I think that's actually what you are supposed to do).  Have you seen anyone try to keep me down before?  Yeah, the answer is no because the folks who even considered it had second thoughts about butting heads with this bull-headed Taurus.

Here's to hoping the next post comes post-baby and I don't really hit 41 weeks and still running.  Happy trails!!!

Stats:
Miles:  3.5 last Saturday, 3.1 today
Time:
Location: Greater Annapolis Y
Feeling:  large and slow

It's Groundhog Day...

I have a feeling that, over the next couple weeks, my workouts will be nothing more than "same old, same old."  Deja vu.  Groundhog Day. 

While it's certainly not an inspiring tale of superwoman trains for her latest marathon at 38 weeks pregnant, I am catching up on the "Mortal Instruments" series between reps and miles.  If you haven't read the series, its about shadowhunters, vampires, werewolves and warlocks.  Not usually workout material, but I've got to tell you, I'm becoming jealous of the speed and strength of these characters...particularly when you happen to have a little angel blood flowing through your mortal veins.

Anyway, I digress.  I'm still sweating and exercising my body, even if it is low miles, low weight and little variety.  I figure, if I can keep it up until D-day, I may be quicker to return to pavement pounding of old.  Give me another monthish, and I will be on the trail toward a return to the start line.

The gym workouts aren't nearly as meditative or cleansing as my favored 4-10 miles runs but I do still get a bit of a thrill out of the surprise people show when they find out I am still keeping at it this late in the game.  That's something to make Groundhog Day worth the effort.  Happy trails!!!

Stats:
Miles:  2.5 on Thursday, 3 on Saturday
Time:
Location:  Greater Annapolis Y
Feeling:  the first mile is tough, but I'm feeling decent by the end

Feeling the drag...

More and more I'm feeling that downward pull that, nine months ago, I never would have considered to be a feeling I would gain an intimate knowledge of.  Tonight I was very aware of the fact that my middle section is making trips to the gym ever more difficult...yet not impossible.  That's a word I don't acknowledge.  (Here is where the voice of my former gymnastics coach, Keith, always rings in my ears..." Did you say can't?  We don't say can't here.  Give me 5 laps.") 

That said, I still managed to put in a couple miles and some strength training before I called it a night.  Let me be honest, it was not an impressive performance.  But I guess as the wind howled outside and the temperatures dropped precipitously, I could have taken the easy way out and just gone home to sit in front of a roaring fire rather than build up a little sweat.

On another note, the strange looks I receive from fellow gym goers as it becomes harder to keep my belly entirely concealed by my running shirts seem to be growing.  I've wondered this several times over the course of the last many months - doctors recommend that pregnant ladies maintain a level of fitness.  It's good for the lady, and its good for the baby.  So why, oh why, do the gyms seems devoid of pregnant ladies?   Where are the pregnant ladies working out?  I haven't seen them running on the road either...

Maybe the ladies are walking briskly through the park.  Perhaps this cold weather will break long enough that I can take my weekend workouts to Quiet Waters this weekend to see if I can find them there.  In the meantime, happy trails!!!

Stats -
Miles:  2.5
Time:  Not yet buddy
Location:  Greater Annapolis Y
Feeling:  Someone call in the heavy lifting tow truck