Jogging at 17 weeks

I turned 17 weeks prego yesterday, and in one hour I'll be heading out for my 5km jog over my lunch hour. I have to jog pretty slow, as it feels like running on a full stomach, but without that sloshing feeling. In other words, this might be what extra fat feels like for those carrying it around. It's not that bad, and i could probably run even faster if I was 'just fat' , but there is an extra unpleasant sensation of ligaments that are loose and getting looser as I run.

Overall, I would recommend jogging at this stage, especially because it takes me outside into the (sometimes) sunny day, keeps my face nicely tanned, and with our cool weather this year, I don't overheat in any way.

Otherwise, I have started walking over riding the bike to work, so that adds an extra 6 kilometres of speed-walking into my day. Often the walking is more difficult than the jogging, maybe because my lazy run has less bounce than my energetic walk? But overall I'm getting around 11km of fun into my day.

I would love to have access to free weights 3 times a week to keep the upper body in shape. I stopped the chinups over a month ago, as I can't modify them, and it caused an immediate reaction in my belly that told me "uh uh lady". I started doing pushups from my knees, or one knee, but lately I've been undermotivated to do these, mainly because I don't feel it's enough so I don't want to do it at all!

Prenatal yoga is okay, as Audra has up doing Sun Salutations which gives me a chance to work the upper body, but it's only once a week. I might get to teach prenatal at Sanguine soon, but knowing sanguine, it might not happen at all. This would really give me motivation to stay strong, as a role model to the others, but we'll see.

I would love to work out with Jenn at the UofC if she went a little earlier, but I noticed that amongst a mainly male student body, I felt out of place in my street clothes even. I think the stares would be enough to stop me from going.

The pants are getting to be an issue, but luckily my spandex is mainly comfortable still. The work pants have become the main problem, so I'm sitting in the office with the fly open sometimes, or slouched way down in my chair. I am definitely procrastinating with buying new ones. I can't imagine new pants will be stylish, stupid maternity wear.

Happiness

Starting my second book into happiness...funny I feel I'm re-reading a lot, which makes me think Gretchin took a lot of the same resources this new guy is using in his book.
Last night, while J was away and I had the most lethargic evening of my life, i read before bed about the 3 ways to get over an unfortunate cortical gene...by using meditation, cognitive therapy and prozac (under the umbrella of all ssri's). Even the author had used Prozac and had to stop because of the side-effects, but was a firm believer in it's aesthetic improvements to a person's potential. He compared it to breast implants or contact lenses, for the brain. Being one of those unlucky draws in the cortex area, it made me reconsider my use of ssri's, or the decision to stop using them actually. I've had such horrible experiences in the last year with friends, that I've either repressed these experiences, and managed to relive them exactly each time I do that, or I've been distressed for weeks due to the experience. I admit to feeling hopeless, and cognitive therapy did nothing, as the teacher is the limiting factor, and my therapists have been sub-par in providing any way for me to work on the areas at home besides just believing I'm okay (this is not a legitimate tool for working on a problem).

Anyways, I'm coming to terms with the baby, or becoming a mother. I looked up au pairs today, to see what that is all about, and although we don't really have a space for one in our new place, I was just happy that there is the option of bringing more people into our lives as a result of the baby. The chance to try new things, and to experience new people is encouraging.