It’s about time to officially call it: I’m finished running until after Baby Runs is born. The last time I went running was 20 days ago, and the more time that passes, the harder it is to imagine going out again.
No one can do this journey on their own, and it was with a wonderful community of people that I was able to do it. Here’s how I think you can support others, too.
An update on how I’m exercising, eating, growing and feeling as Baby Runs’ impending arrival draws near. Spoiler: the second trimester is not what they promised.
Before I started running, I cared about changing my life and building healthy habits. Of course I was aware of how I looked and how unhappy I was. But I had no idea where to begin. Nothing I did ever felt like it would produce results, at least not lasting ones. I think that’s where a lot of people are — they desperately want change, but they have no idea where to begin.
Who would ever choose that? Who wakes up in the morning and thinks, “I really don’t care about looking great or feeling well. I’m going to make choices that make myself fat and unhealthy today!”
One of the very best things I’ve gained from running, something I would almost put above the killer bod (that I swear will one day have again) or improved health, is the self-awareness.
I hadn’t been running for two weeks. At about 26 weeks, I think the weight distribution changes started to become a problem and my left hip started hurting after running or walking long distances. I really wanted to run Race the Runways, a half marathon in Brunswick near and dear to my heart, but I […]
Running while pregnant — and increasingly getting more pregnant — reminds me of what it feels like to be a beginner again.
I hit 24 weeks on Monday and there is no denying that while my hair (feels like) it’s barely growing, the baby is.
Today I am 29 years old, and today, Baby Runs is 20 weeks old. Here’s how the second trimester is going.