Is oddly amazing. For me, at least. I will be 8 months pregnant this week and though I've decided that I'm done with running until this babe comes, I have to tell you my strange love connection with pounding the pavement.
|Emily and I at the Terry Fox Run... this was during the race. You can tell we were trying to win.|
As a yoga teacher, many mothers have told me how great it was for them to practice yoga during pregnancy. Not only do you practice your breathing techniques and get in tune with your body, you get to work on your core strength and flexibility as well! Sounds amazing.
Except I found yoga to be the most UNcomfortable type of exercise during my pregnancy. Between my belly getting in the way, to feeling lightheaded, to modifying pretty much the entire class (no twisting, no inversions besides downward dog, no belly poses, no lying down poses), I haven't had my usual love affair with yoga while with child. That, and wine. God, I miss wine. Have I mentioned that before?
|Soon, my friend. Soon.|
Running, on the other hand, I have. I'm shocked at this because during month 5 I started feeling really uncomfortable when running, and figured I'd reached my end at the time. I began walking and using the elliptical, which are both fabulous alternates to running, but decided to try running again in month 6. I would run for 7 minutes, walk for 3- or some combination of run/walk (run for 6, walk for 4, run for 5, walk for 5... something like that). It felt awesome.
I read on the Hungry Runner Girl's blog (who ran, like, marathons throughout her pregnancy... ridic) about the Belly Bra. Think Spanx for your pregnant belly- just as um... "aesthetically pleasing", only without the flat stomach.
|Hot. I know. I bought mine in beige. Bad call on my part.|
Emily and I completed the Terry Fox Run a few weeks ago, and it was the PERFECT day. Perfect weather, supportive people, great cause, and an amazing run!
|Embarrassing woman? Check.|
Here's where strength training and walking have been fabulous. If I ran twice a week, I feel like a f*@!ing champion, and reward myself with donuts or cookies.
Today was the CIBC Run for the Cure and my beautiful sister-in-law ran with me! My Dad's band was playing at the event (way to go, Pops) so it was ah-maze all around.
|Remind me to put makeup on the next time I'm going running. I said it.|
|I ran into fellow Sweatpink Ambassadors Michelle and Sarah!!|
|Whew... running in these Uggs were exhausting.|