T3 Here I Come! I’m talking about the big countdown. The last three months. The third trimester.
I’m getting tired. And big. It’s getting harder to stay motivated and once I find my motivation, it’s harder every day to lug around all this extra weight. It may sound like I’m complaining. While this may occasionally be true, I’m really just stating the obvious. My new (temporary) reality.
Things are changing quickly from an exercise perspective. Baby Girl has been growing like a weed (she’s an eggplant this week), and she has decided to settle in just above my bladder. She likes to dance on my bladder. Sometimes she runs laps on my bladder. And occasionally, she plays the drums on my bladder. On one of her crabbier days, she threw a temper tantrum – on my bladder.
Shortly after the temper tantrum episode, my Bladder decided to have a serious talk with me. The other day, when I was jogging down a hill, Bladder said to me, “Nicole, I have tried my best to put up with Baby Girl, but her antics are getting out of control. Her constant need for attention has been exhausting. It’s time for us to talk about slowing down a bit. This constant pounding is only adding to my suffering. I forbid you to continue running at this level until Baby Girl is safely on the other side of your body.”
I replied, “But Bladder, you can’t fail me now. Please try to hang in there. I want to be able to run until the day I give birth!” To that, Bladder replied, “Alas, I cannot support this goal, but I can suggest some other activities that will bring you lots of happiness without jeopardizing my long-term health.”
I knew that Bladder would never lie and so I have made my peace with the fact that I will not run again for a while. After one day of mourning, I looked to the bright side. I asked Bladder what activities I should do, to keep my body fit and my mind sane. Bladder suggested the following:
- Prenatal Weight Routine
- Having Sex
Okay, maybe I added the last one (we can talk about libidos in a future blog post!). Even without running, there is still so much I can do. The real issue lies in the motivation needed to pursue fitness as my body continues to change daily. I realized that mornings will be my best time of day for workouts. Afternoons are too sporadic. Sometimes I’m so exhausted by the end of the day that I can’t do anything except crash on the couch and stuff dinner in my face! Morning workouts will be my key to success. To be honest, they always have been!
On that note, if any of you have motivation tips, please share them. I know I’m supposed to be the expert, but I need just as much help as anyone else right now. Thank you for being part of this incredible journey!