Sunday, August 2, 2015

Baby on Board

I'm not a cute pregnant girl. Before you respond with, "but your body is creating a miracle" or "pregnancy is beautiful" or any of those other usual comments, let me say I don't disagree. It is amazing that what was once basically nothing somehow becomes a human growing inside you. And I fully agree that lots of people are super cute with their rounded baby bellies. I'm just not one of them.

I found out I was pregnant not long after I just wasn't feeling it with my intense workouts anymore. I had plateaued, probably because I was being super slack with my eating habits. I felt like I needed a break. I had just joined a gym that is pretty much nothing but one hour of intense circuit training, thinking I just needed to shake things up. About two weeks into it, an hour left me having to go home and put in another nights sleep. Literally. I was drained. How mysterious. Until I peed on that little stick and it all became clear... 

I thought this time around would be totally different from the first. I wasn't serious about exercise back then, and my only knowledge of dieting was the Atkins diet. This time I'd work out everyday, eat healthy, maybe gain 15 pounds! I'd be cut! I'd be hot! Um, no. Turns out all I could do that first trimester was sleep and eat crackers. Boxes of crackers. Every variety. No cracker was left unturned. Forget about working out.

Can I just tell you how hard it is to get motivated after taking weeks and weeks off? Which then turns into months? All while your body is getting to a large state you forgot existed. That sure doesn't make it easier.

So I decided to cut myself some slack. Do I wish I had maintained some sort of fitness routine? Sure. But I am trying to walk a few days a week, which is definitely better than nothing. And I won't be pregnant forever, so for now I'm just going to relax and enjoy this.

Did you workout during pregnancy? Did you love every moment of being pregnant? Or did you feel completely uncomfortable? Leave a comment! 

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