Running While Pregnant-Eve of the Iron Horse Half Marathon

I’m about 14 hours from running in my fourth half marathon–the Iron Horse Half Marathon, held in Midway, Ky. Even though this is my fourth, I think I’m the most nervous about this half marathon. Why? Well, a list of reasons…

  1. The biggest–I’m 22 weeks pregnant. I know I’ve been active so far throughout my pregnancy, but I’m just nervous about how much my body has changed and affected my running and recovery.
  2. Fighting a bruised heel. Ever since our anniversary getaway to Land Between the Lakes, I’ve had a bruised heel and haven’t run in two weeks. I’ve done some cardio workouts since then (rower, whatever we do in CrossFit), but it just makes me nervous. The heel is better–I’ve been icing it throughout the day and trying to keep from being on it too much. We’ll see how it holds up to 13 miles.
  3. The weather. All week I’ve been watching the weather like a hawk. It’s gone from 80% chance of storms to 40% chance of rain back to 80% chance of rain, now to 50% chance of rain. I’ve never really run much in the rain, let alone cold rain, so I’m not looking forward to it.

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But I’m going to grit through the race. I have to keep up at least a 14 minute pace (they have a time limit on finishing), but I should be alright. I just can’t wait until I cross that finish line and get that awesome medal. Pics and wrap-up to come!

21 Weeks Down, 19 Weeks to Go

Last Wednesday marked 20 weeks, which, in a pregnancy, is a big step. Twenty weeks means you’re half-way done with with the pregnancy and half-way to meeting your baby. Twenty weeks also means the big ultrasound, where the gender can be revealed. For us, we just wanted to make sure Baby A&W has all four limbs, every organ that would be developed by now, and healthy. We had the ultrasound technician keep the gender a secret–we haven’t decided if or when we want to know, or if we should just wait until the birth. That part is driving our families CRAZY. And, admittedly, driving me a little crazy as well. How else can you plan for having a boy or a girl if you wait until the baby arrives??

I know I haven’t done any pregnancy updates on here since I announced everything, so I thought I’d just do a quick one:

I’ve been lucky–I haven’t really had any pregnancy symptoms throughout the past 21 weeks (no nausea). I have been physically active just as much as I was pre-pregnancy–but I have been cautious.

  • Sand volleyball–I finished up the summer league with my team and then decided it was probably best to stop playing. I know some woman who played until 30 weeks, but I know myself and know that I can’t just sit back and watch a ball dropped. I knew it’d be hard to stop the instinct to dive for a ball, or go up at the net, so for the baby’s safety, I stopped. (Though I have been continuing to referee games, but that’s not straining.)
  • CrossFit–as soon as I found out I was pregnant, I told my coaches because I wanted to be able to have someone keep an eye on me and make sure I was safe. Turns out, we have another girl at the box due around the same time as me, so Taylor and Brenton have gotten a crash course on how to handle pregnant women and workouts. ;-) I started being more aware of my heart rate and didn’t push it on AMRAPs or other workouts. I’ve only now just started doing modifications–20″ box step ups instead of box jumps at week 20, push-ups with my toes on a bench for handstand push-ups at week 14, knee raises for toes to bar around week 14, and ring rows instead of pull-ups at week 21.
  • Running–I am so close to the Iron Horse Half Marathon that I can’t stand it!! I started running one morning during the week 3 miles and keeping with my long training runs with my running group on Saturdays. I slowed my pace from 9-9:30 to 10:30-11, which actually came easily. I’ve run up to 11 miles, and stayed around 8-10 for the past month or so. It’s become a lot harder to recover from the long runs (tired/sore legs, incredibly sore feet, feeling very tired). Also, it’s been hard to stay motivated for the long runs because they are more mental than they ever have been. I have one more long training run this weekend, then the half marathon. After that, I plan to keep with my 3 mile weekday run and a weekend run of no more than 6 miles…maybe. We’ll see how long that lasts.
  • Dog agility–I’ve still be training the dogs and competing in agility trials. I come out of my runs with LaMesa (my younger, faster dog) more breathless than previously, but that’s OK. I’ve been warned to watch my balance with crosses and my feet. I will compete in a trial in October and November, and then be done until after the baby.

The most difficult part for me has been my growing belly. It’s been so hard to be excited for the baby because of my body issues. I was getting to a point where I was feeling fit and strong pre-pregnancy, fitting into my “skinny clothes” and feeling confident. Now, I barely fit in anything in my closet, and it’s hard to cover up the belly. For a while I was upset because I just looked fat, not pregnant, and I (foolishly, I’m sure) felt like I was being judged for the sudden weight gain. Now, at 21 weeks, there’s no sucking it in, there’s no forcing into my nice work pants. I’ve purchased my first pair of maternity jeans (which are currently a tad too big, but I’m OK with that) and been passed down some maternity shirts and pants from a friend that I’m thankful I hopefully won’t have to purchase too much. It has been hard with workout clothes, though. My boobs have always been big, but now they’re even bigger, which means even tank tops can’t be an option because I don’t want to flash my box full of guys.

If it wasn't for my running group, these long training runs might not be happening any more. However, it's been hard to find running clothes that don't show my belly (I'm second from the left) or just look fat?

If it wasn’t for my running group, these long training runs might not be happening any more. However, it’s been hard to find running clothes that don’t show my belly (I’m second from the left) or just look fat?

The ultrasounds have been fun. At first I couldn’t see a baby, just a blob, but at our 20 week appointment, we actually saw appendages and the heart beating–that was pretty cool. M did a voice recording of the baby’s heartbeat and sent it to my mom, since they live too far to come to an appointment. That made my family’s day.

So far the tests have all been normal, which is really all that matters.

Baby A&W at 20 weeks--she/he was full of energy and it took the tech a while to pinpoint everything.

Baby A&W at 20 weeks–she/he was full of energy and it took the tech a while to pinpoint everything.

I’ve been reading Jenny McCarthy’s Belly Laughs on my Kindle, Running & Pregnancy, and a book on pregnancy and childbirth that was given to us by our OB/GYN. I’ve had one trip to Buy Buy Baby for a crash course in what to register for and what we probably won’t need, thanks to a great friend who understands all of my feelings.

We’ve finally come to an agreement that we’ll be making M’s office the nursery, and move his desk and office stuff most likely into our bedroom. Yes, it’ll be cramped in our room (though it is decently big and we don’t have much bedroom furniture anyway), and it’ll change things, but we needed to keep the guest bedroom for guests–especially for those first few months.

My feelings are starting to slowly soften and I’m starting to…accept (not sure if that’s that right word)…that in four months life will be completely different, whether planned or not. I don’t know if I’ll ever be totally prepared, but I’m going to do the best I can.

Am I the “Anti-Mom Mom”?

While I swore I wasn’t going to make this blog all about being an expectant mother, it seems that with my blogging slow down, when I do write, that is what I write about.

I’ve been hit with a lot of freelancing deadlines, so I’ve been busy working on those when I’m not at work. When your brain is fried from having to be creative, and you’re battling from “pregnancy brain,” one of the last things you want to do is blog some more. So, for my infrequent posts, I apologize.

I’m sure the title intrigued you enough to click on the link, so now you’re thinking “What is an “anti-mom mom”? Well, apparently maybe it’s me.

I might get some flack for this post, and I’m sorry if I upset anyone. But I wasn’t looking to be a mom. I’ve never really been one to map out my life, but if you asked me where I saw myself in five or ten years, I have never once even come close to saying that I saw myself as a mother. When I admitted this to M one teary night, it surprised him. I also said, “Hey, I also never said I saw myself married, and look! Here we are!” (I don’t know if that cheered him up or not.)

I’m an animal person–I relate to animals so much more than kids, and people. I’ve had so many people say, “You’re so great with your dogs, you’re going to be a great mother…” But that’s still not very comforting to me.

Yeaaahhhhh....I already know I won't be that kind of mom. Just the opposite--you might have to remind me I'm a mother...

Yeaaahhhhh….I already know I won’t be that kind of mom. Just the opposite–you might have to remind me I’m a mother…

I feel horrible for any negative feelings I have about being pregnant, because I (personally) know there are many that struggle just to have kids that they love the moment they’re expecting or they’re adopting. I know there are some who may never have a child of their own…and there are some who maybe shouldn’t continue reproducing. I don’t know if I’d call myself lucky, but if you want to lean that way, then yes…I’m lucky. I’m part of that 1% that is expecting a kid while I was on the pill. (Now if only my luck worked on lottery tickets…)

But I haven’t done anything to hurt my growing child. I’ve read (a little) about what’s going on with my growing belly, and I’ve taken precautions with my workouts and lifestyle. But I haven’t completely changed. I still run, I still do CrossFit, I still work basically three jobs, I still live my life the same way I did before June. It’s a little different than back in May, but basically still the same.

I won’t post ultrasound photos on Facebook–I’m just not a fan of that, whether it’s my child or someone else’s. (Sorry, I don’t see how ultrasounds are “cute” and I’ve admitted that to our doctor a couple of times already.) And, no, I won’t post growing belly photos or be proud to have people touching my stomach. I struggled with my body image way before the pregnancy, and now it’s even worse. I don’t know how some women can do whole photo shoots of them almost completely naked and their large baby belly out there for the world to see…I barely let my husband see mine.

I’m not posting anything about baby countdowns or what size my baby is this week on any social network. The only thing we really have looking forward to the baby is our chalkboard that says “Baby A&W is ## weeks”, which is maybe updated every week to every two weeks…

I find it hard to tell someone “I’m pregnant”, yet I want to use it as an excuse for the sudden large belly that sticks out from my jeans and my workout clothes. I dread looking at maternity clothes because a lot of it puts out there, “Hey, guess what…I’m preggo!!”

I’m just still trying to be me, while trying to grasp the fact that a year from now, I’ll have 7-month-old that has completely changed my life in more ways than I can even wrap my head around right now. I know I’ll have friends who abandon me, and there will be times that I’ll be overwhelmed by everything (more than just some times), there will be changes. But hopefully, down this road, these changes will make me a better person than I think I am now. Who knows…maybe I can transfer my “good dog mom” skills to being a “good human mom”…or maybe I’ll have to rely heavily on M… We’ll see.

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Proud Wife Brag–Hitting the Gym with the Hubby

It’s not often I brag about my husband on here, but I feel the need to do so today.

You see, M has had this lifelong dream to be a police officer. His uncle is a State Trooper, his grandfather a former office. He was in the Security Forces in the Air Force, even guarding Air Force One at Andrews Air Force Base. While he’s very good at sales, he knows where his heart should be. He’s taken steps to gain more experience, with being a security guard at Keeneland, but now it’s time to move on to bigger and better things.

About four years ago he tried out for the local police department–sailing through the written test and moving onto the physical. Unfortunately, he missed passing the physical test by one or two points. That was a big blow to him, and it was to me, too. I hated seeing him miss out on his dream. It was hard to get him going again…

Flash forward to this summer. He knows that because of his age, his time is limited to get onto a police force to go through the academy, so he’s taken the steps to prepare. One Saturday morning we went to Man O’War CrossFit to workout together, and he talked to my coach, Taylor, about working with him. Taylor’s amazing–he knows how to motivate you and get after you, push you past your limits, and yet you don’t hate him (too much, at least). In fact, he somehow makes you want to keep coming in and get better. I knew that’s what M needed. I was very honest with my feelings about how M needed to be accountable for working out consistently and he needed motivation–I knew it wasn’t working with me working with him, so he couldn’t say no to Taylor, right? So the two worked out a plan of attack, and M has gone to the box to work with him twice a week for almost a couple of months now.

We even started a "date day" with a workout a couple weeks ago!

We even started a “date day” with a workout a couple weeks ago!

He’s showing so much improvement, you can see he’s building self confidence back up and physically you can see him losing inches around his waist. Yesterday Taylor had M do a run-through of the police test to see where they stood, and while they knew he was going to need work on the push-ups, he handled the 1 mile run and 300m sprint decently, as well as the bench press. It was a positive sign. Now they know what they need to work on, and they’re more determined than ever.

Now M has to do at least 60 push-ups everyday–20 when he wakes up, 20 after work, and 20 before bed. He’s to start running with me a couple days a week, and he’ll be in the box at least three days a week. Attacking his weak spots, while still working on his total body, is the key to prepare him for his test come late-September.

I hope he’s finding the same self confidence and the same feelings I have when I workout–if it hadn’t been for Man O’War CrossFit, I don’t know how I’d be still standing today. My hope is that he realizes a fitness-based lifestyle is a happier one, for everyone involved. To be able to workout together, run together, and commiserate together is something I’ve wanted for a long time. We’re partners for life now, and I want to be workout partners even more now. Hopefully this will help us raise a healthy, fit, happy child together, as well.

Your turn: Brag a little on your significant other!

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Running While Pregnant + FlipBelt Review & Discount

By now you know that I’ve been continuing to workout, almost like normal, throughout my pregnancy, and that I plan to continue to do so until I absolutely cannot. That includes running. Back in April I had signed up for the Iron Horse Half Marathon, a race that takes place just 20 minutes from my home that I’ve been wanting to participate in since I started running half marathons. They only allow 1,600 registrants, so you have to register early. Then when I found out I was pregnant, I also found out you couldn’t sell your bib. Doing the math, I’ll be 21-22 weeks pregnant the day of the race (Oct. 12), and my running group was very supportive of helping me continue to train and run in the race. (Some runners have done the same race at 4, 5, and 6 months pregnant.)

So every weekend that I’ve been home, I’ve joined my running group for long training runs. I’ve knocked back my pace from the usual 9:30 to 10:30-11, and have learned to swallow my pride so I am okay with walking when I need to walk. This weekend I tackled nine miles on the Iron Horse course, and while the last few were harder than the first six, I still finished in 1:41:29. According to RunKeeper, my average pace was 11:13, so not too bad. I initially started doing the run 2 minutes, walk 1 minute interval most of the group was doing for the first mile, but running like that seems to make my legs tighter, so I decided I’d just run on my own, watching my pace on my Garmin, and try to see if I could run a certain distance without walking. I made it 3.5 miles before I walked at the turn-around, mostly to grab some Gu Chomps and some water. All in all, it was a decent run.

This was my first run rocking my new FlipBelt. Yep, that’s right!! As part of my Sweat Pink Ambassadorship, FlipBelt sent me a free belt to try and review. At first I was concerned about having to order a specific size because things don’t fit me like they use to right now, and my belly will only continue to grow as the pregnancy went along, but after I measured around where I usually wear my running belt, I went with the large. large fits comfortably, and leaves plenty of room for growth. I’ll keep you update on how it feels as my belly continues to grow, but right now it’s so comfy!

You can select any color FlipBelt, but I went with the classic carbon...blends well with my running clothes!

You can select any color FlipBelt, but I went with the classic carbon…blends well with my running clothes!

I had a few friends from the running group say they didn’t even notice I was wearing a running belt and they loved how sleek it looked, compared to the “pouch” you get with other running belts. Nothing jiggled, nothing moved. I chose to wear it with the slits out, so I could access my Chomps and my phone during my run. The one complaint I had about the FlipBelt was with my Samsung S4 in it’s (sleeker than most) case, it was hard to get in and out while I was running. (I’d try to get it out to turn on Pandora while I was running, then at one point the change stations when I couldn’t take any more slow songs.) Other than that, nothing bounced, and I’d forget I was wearing it until I got home to strip out of my clothes to shower.

I’ve worn it to walk my dogs, and I wore it when we went hiking on Sunday. I love the Carbon color. I also got the recommended (and free) waterproof plastic bag to place my phone in if I worry about it getting wet from sweating through the fabric or rainy runs, but I haven’t used that yet.

Can you see my running belt? (Please disregard the growing preggo belly...) I love how sleek the FlipBelt fits. The girls give it four paws up!

Can you see my running belt? (Please disregard the growing preggo belly…) I love how sleek the FlipBelt fits. The girls give it four paws up!

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Your turn: What running products have you tried and liked?

Link Love: Pregnancy Weight, Running + CrossFit, Life Skills

Happy Wednesday!! Looking for a way to get through the Hump Day? Try these three reads for something a little different.

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Pregnancy Weight Gain-Number on the Scale (Creating a Better Today): This post hit the nail on the head for me. One of my negative feelings towards pregnancy is the weight gain. I’ve felt so conflicted about gaining weight so early in my pregnancy–five pounds in the first 12 weeks, mind you. For someone who has worked hard to lose weight and get stronger, to see yourself suddenly gaining weight while you’re working out just the same, eating more (but trying to eat healthy), it’s so frustrating. I applaud Sarah for her positive attitude, and I desperately wish I had just a smidgen of that.

Why Runners Should do CrossFit (PopSugar Fitness): I am a huge propent for doing CrossFit and running. While it’s hard to find the right balance of how much of each to do, it’s so worthwhile to change up your workouts. I can’t tell you how much stronger I feel on my runs now that I’ve been doing CrossFit at Man O’War CrossFit for more than a year now. Plus, I’ve had less injuries and recover much better.

49 Life Skills Every Modern Woman Should Have (Huffington Post): This is an eclectic list, y’all! I have to say, I am not good at negotiating much, especially when it comes to salaries. I really need practice on CPR and the Heimlich, but I can change the truck and horse trailer tire (with the horse still inside) with no problems (thanks to my daddy!). I don’t know how to open a bottle of champagne gracefully, but I don’t really drink the stuff (unless it’s in a mimosa) anyway. ;-) How many of these skills do you have?

Your turn: What’s something interesting you’ve read this week?

Recipe: Easy Mexican Slow Cooker Soup

For some reason I never think of using my slow cooker during the summer. I think when it comes to summertime cooking, we focus mostly on grilling. As much as I love grilling, with the way our schedules have been, it hasn’t been the most convenient to grill our meals. Most of the time M’s not home for dinner, and lately I haven’t been feeling up to cooking a full meal for just myself.

The other weekend I was trying to think of what I could make that would be multiple meals for M and I to grab and take to work for lunch/dinner. That’s when I pulled out the slow cooker from storage and went to work. What I came up with was a delicious Mexican soup jam-packed with veggies and protein.

Easy Slow Cooker Soup

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3 thawed boneless, skinless chicken breasts
2 cans diced tomatoes with chili peppers
1 can reduced sodium black beans (drained and rinsed)
1/2 green bell pepper, chopped
1 package frozen corn
Chicken broth (I didn’t measure, I just poured until most of the ingredients were covered)
Chopped onion, onion powder, cumin, chili powder, black better to taste

  1. Spray the inside of your slow cooker with cooking spray to prevent sticking and making cleaning easier
  2. Place 3 thawed boneless, skinless chicken breasts into the slow cooker.
  3. Dump the diced tomatoes, black beans, green bell pepper, and frozen corn on top of the chicken. Pour the chicken broth until most ingredients are covered (maybe 2 cups). Season as needed.
  4. Cook on high for 4-5 hours. After four hours, remove the chicken breasts and shred with forks, then place back in the slow cooker, stir to mix seasoning, veggies, and chicken.
  5. Enjoy!

I was able to ladle the soup into 6 different single serve, reusable containers to make it easy for us to grab and go. I also made some corn muffins to eat alongside and added a little bit of shredded cheese on top when I had some at home. It’s lighter than a chili, so just about perfect for a sumer soup.

Your turn: What’s your favorite summertime slow cooker recipe?

Being the ‘Pregnant Friend’

I’ve been thinking long and hard about how honest I always want to be on this blog. I know there are some bloggers that will only share certain parts of their lives or thoughts, and others who are complete open books. My current situation (re: being pregnant) has been one of those times where I worry about what others might think of me if I shared my completely honest thoughts.

This weekend was a fun one–I got in a (rough) 8-mile run with my running group, then M and I had a “day date” where we started off at Man O’War CrossFit for his workout (which I made up, more on that later) and then lunch at a new place (for us) new UK’s campus. Then he headed off to work, I headed for a nap and waited for a friend from out of town to hit me up.

I went to hang out with some friends for the rest of the afternoon until we went to dinner. It was maybe the first time I felt left out, and I know they didn’t mean anything by it. But it was then that I felt like I was the “pregnant friend.” Over chips and salsa, we laughed and joked. The girls each had margaritas while I rocked the ice water. After dinner we headed back to the house so they could get ready to hit the bars downtown…and the pregnant friend could serve as their bartender. I didn’t mind, though apparently I made the drinks too strong (oops, I’m used to being able to taste my drink as I make them…). Watching them try on clothes, get super cute and laugh really bummed me out. I caught glimpses of myself in the mirror, already having a belly (though it’s not a bump yet, right now just looks like I’ve gained a bunch of weight), and realizing how hard it is for me to get dressed up and look super cute any more.

No more late-night parties for this one...for a few years, at least.

No more late-night parties for this one…for a few years, at least.

I’m sure this will sound petty, maybe selfish or something, but it was sad to leave them as they piled in a car to head downtown and I headed back to my empty house. It was a sudden slap in the face that, from now on, life as I have known it, has changed. Gone are the late nights of drinking and laughing with my single friends. Gone are the days of carpooling with friends to agility trials and sharing a room (I was already told that there would be no “baby wake-up calls” during agility weekends, so I needed to be prepared to have my own room, as well as driving on my own, since a car seat doesn’t fit well in the back with the dog crates and dogs). Gone is my old life. Right now, I’m the “pregnant friend” and soon I’ll be that “friend-with-a-kid”.

I’m sure every mom-to-be has had this realization, and maybe they all see it or handle it differently. For me, it’s hard. Real hard. When the majority of your friends are either childless or just free of any major concerns, you are the odd-man-out. It’s been one of major fears ever since I found out I was pregnant–being abandoned by my friends that I’ve grown to love and be close to. Again, it might sound selfish, but I’ve always been one to rely on friends, and I hate to see a change in our relationships.

I’ve had family tell me it’ll be alright, that you should expect a change in your dynamic of friends when there’s such a big change in your family dynamic, and perhaps I’ll become closer with the couple of friends who already have children, and maybe I’ll make new ones. But I’m one of those hangers-on, and I don’t accept change very well. Yes, I’ll have my husband, and I’ll be immersed in caring for “Baby A+W”, so much so that maybe I won’t realize how much I miss those friends. And, yes, I do believe that if someone is important to you, and you are important to them, they’ll make the attempt to still be there and still be friends and be a part of your life–if they don’t, then perhaps they weren’t that good of a friend.

(haha Sorry for the middle finger, but I thought this was perfect)

(haha Sorry for the middle finger, but I thought this was perfect)

For now, it’s just another part of accepting the major changes going on in my life right now–one huge rollercoaster of fears, thoughts, emotions, and life.

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Working Out While Pregnant? No Brainer!

Ever since people have found out that I’m pregnant, the number one question I get (besides, “How do you feel?”) has been “Are you going to cutback on working out like you have been?”

Uhhh…NO.

It would be insane for me to do so!

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At our first ultrasound appointment, meeting with our nurse, she went through the dos and don’ts of pregnancy, with one of them being to not life more than 25 pounds. Excuse me? I immediately raised my hand to stop her and said, “That’s going to be a problem…” and went on to explain my physical activities on a weekly basis: CrossFit 3-4 days a week, running 1-2 days a week, sand volleyball 2 nights a week, dog agility, lots of dog walks, and hiking. She looked at me with an open mouth and said I was probably the most physically active patient they’d ever had. I then said, “I just clean and jerked 80 pounds yesterday…and that was cutting back on my weight.”

For me, not lifting, not running, not working out is NOT an option. And it shouldn’t be for any woman, pregnant or not.

I got the OK from my OB to continue with the CrossFit and running, with the understanding that I was listening to my body, slowing my pace, and cutting back on my weights. I’ve been doing a lot of research on running and CrossFitting while pregnant, and have to thank Tina and Lindsay for their encouragement for working out while pregnant. They are inspirations! My running group knows I’m pregnant, and quite a few ladies told me they ran the same half marathon I’m training for 2, 4, 5, and even 6 months pregnant.

Some people are surprised that I’m still going to Man O’War CrossFit as often as I am and lifting. If I didn’t workout like I have been, I’d go nuts. Trust me–you wouldn’t want to be around me if I haven’t been active in more than a day.

I saw this video on Facebook the other day, and it made me want to stand up and shout, “Yes!”

My feelings on the whole “Do not lift more than 25 pounds during pregnancy” is that this advice is antiquated, and if there are women out there who regularly workout, but are afraid to go against the grain and not follow the pregnancy books word for word, I’m afraid they’re doing themselves, and their baby, a disservice.

One of the sites I’ve discovered for moms-to-be doing CrossFit is CrossFit Mom. I totally recommend checking this site out if you CrossFit (or even want to workout, in general) while pregnant.

This week I’ve played in one sand volleyball game (don’t worry, the season is done for one team, and I’m finishing up with this team, and I’ll be off the courts until next Spring…), hit up the box twice, and walked the dogs. We’ve been working on checking our 1-rep maxes and hitting new PRs this week, but Taylor has been good about keeping me in check. For instance, when my old back squat PR of 145 felt real easy, I started thinking “Should I go for it?” Taylor saw me thinking and said, “I see you thinking…if you’re thinking, then no. Do not push it.” So, I didn’t. When we went to run our 1 mile for time, I told myself I would go for whatever I felt comfortable, and to keep in check my breathing and just go with it. When I finished that mile in 8:01, I said, “Oops.” Because that was my usual, pre-pregnancy 1 mile PR…I didn’t mean to go that fast, but I was comfortable and felt fine!

So, yes, I’m going to continue working out and continue to be active. Will I push myself as hard as I did pre-pregnancy? No. I’m learning my limits and learning to take things easy. I don’t want to endanger my baby in any way, but I also want us both to be healthy (and sane).

Link Love: Running Less, CrossFit Games, CrossFit Love

It’s time for another Link Love, where I’m happy to share some of my recent reads I’m loving lately.

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The Benefits of Running Less (Runners’ World): I tested this theory over the spring, training for my third half marathon while running less and doing more cross-training (at Man O’War CrossFit), and I have to say I was very impressed with how I came out–no injuries for the first time in three years, and a new PR! For some runners, our bodies can’t take the constant pounding everyday–I’ve discovered that way too often. Instead, the CrossFit has helped my endurance and my overall strength. What do you think of running less?

For the Love of CrossFit: Everyone’s All In It Together at the Games (SportsIllustrated.com): This is why I love CrossFit, and this is why I have no problem supporting it! If you happened to catch any part of the games last weekend, you would have seen some of the greatest athletes in the world competing, and the best fans. Fans that cheer louder for the last person still working than for the winner. The winner, and those finishing close to first, cheering on and coaching the later finishers and pushing them towards their greatness. At the games, the women are treated equally as the men–same WODs (just scaled weights), same prize money and prizes (there’s a novel idea), etc. Where else do you see that kind of celebration?