As of this past Monday, I am on a sabbatical from running. If you follow me on Instagram {@jenrussum}, you know that I have run consistently throughout my pregnancy, but Monday, August 12th {exactly one month before my due date} was my last run with this baby in utero. Since I've had such a healthy pregnancy and have been able to work out consistently and moderately for the past eight months, I thought I would write a post on what workouts have looked like for me during pregnancy, in case you are looking for guidance in this area. But, first, a few disclaimers: 1) While a lot of people think I'm really tough for running during pregnancy, I actually don't think it's that big of a deal. I have been able to run because God blessed me with a healthy and easy pregnancy, and it was fairly simple to keep up with routines I already had before getting pregnant. I truly think the strongest women are those who battle with constant sickness while pregnant or have to endure bed rest - and they do so with JOY. I could not do that. I would have the worst attitude and probably cry all the time if I were puking or bedridden and so the Lord did not tempt me beyond what I could bear. I don't think I could have a tough pregnancy and not sin. The Lord knows me. Amen. 2) I am also not a RUNNER. My workouts are nothing compared to what some women do while pregnant. I have friends who have run half marathons at six months. My cousin ran her last race two weeks before her due date. Although I have run a couple of half marathons, I would never be motivated to do such a thing while pregnant. I am a "run 2-4 miles three to four times a week" girl. I am a "don't even take my running shoes on vacation because you KNOW I'm taking the week off" kind of girl. I write this for those of you like me. You like to exercise. You try to consistently do cardio and/or weights at least three days a week. But you are not obsessed. You don't have the perfect body, but you strive to be healthy within reason. This is for you. 3) I am also not a fast runner. I would say my normal pace for a three mile run (5K) is between 9-10 minutes, usually hovering around 9:30. If I run longer than three-ish miles, my pace creeps closer to 10 minute miles, and I have run many races slower than a 10 minute mile pace. Since I feel like a lot of women fall into the 9-11 minute mile camp, I hope my workouts can give you a bit of clarity as you plan your own. Overall: Throughout my pregnancy, I have been able to run and lift weights at least three days a week. Along with that I have also eaten pretty moderately and healthy, not because I am super disciplined, but because I've found that eating too much or eating greasy food makes me feel horrible - like stomach-ache for 24 hours horrible. The digestive system during pregnancy is a strange thing... and should not be messed with! Here's a break down of what my workouts have looked like since I found out I was pregnant in January: Weeks 0-14: The first few weeks of my pregnancy I didn't work out due to Christmas and traveling. When I finally got back to the gym the second week of January, I had no idea I was 4.5 weeks pregnant. I just thought I would have to get my booty in gear to overcome the past month of traveling abroad, Christmas goodies, and wedding festivities. I started running 2.5 miles at a time at just under a 10 minute mile pace, trying to work my way back up to my normal 3.1 mile runs. When I discovered I was pregnant a week later, I continued running, but I no longer ran longer than 2.5 miles or 25 minutes and my pace was approximately 9:45 per mile. Weeks 15-25: As my bump began growing, running became more difficult. I cut my running to two miles each time and slowed my pace to 10 minute miles (6mph). Weeks 26-31: The last time I ran two miles was at 25w1d. It was a Friday. I ran my normal two miles in the afternoon and went to a friend's house that evening for game night. My back was a little sore after my run and by the time we were playing games that night I could barely walk. It was a one-time occurrence and may not have been related to running, but I cut my running down to 1.5 miles after that and I slowed my pace to about 10:30 minute miles (between 5.3 and 5.8 mph). I found that my back would start to hurt after running 18-20 minutes, so I never ran more than 16 minutes after 25 weeks and I didn't have any more back problems. Weeks 31-35: Just before I hit 32 weeks, we went on vacation for 10 days. I ran the day before we left, thinking it would probably be my last run of pregnancy. I ran my normal 1.5 miles hard and joyfully and was ready to surrender running for the next four months. However, while we were visiting Washington, Micah asked if I would go for a run with him through my parents' neighborhood. I agreed, but told him I would probably only go a mile. I ran a mile and it felt good, so I decided I would keep running for a few weeks when we got back from our trip. Since week 33, I have run 1 mile at a time, three days a week at approximately a 10:45/mile pace. This means it takes about 11 minutes to run a mile and then I walk incline afterward for 4-9 minutes. Weeks 36-40: My plan it to keep walking incline on the treadmill for at least 20 minutes at a time 3-4 days a week until this baby is born. Weights: I have also consistently lifted weights throughout my pregnancy, mostly using machines and free weights at the gym, and alternating between my legs, arms, and back/shoulders. I tend to work out my legs a bit more than my arms and back, only because I am most concerned with weight gain in my legs and hips during pregnancy. I figure my arms will get toned naturally when I'm hauling around an infant car seat for the next six months. My doctor said not to lift weights above 45 pounds while pregnant. I was told I could still do squats and lunges, but not with any extra weight in addition to my own body weight. I did lunges until about 20 weeks, and then quit for fear of injuring my hips, back, or groin as the weight of the baby increased on my pelvic area. Also, I tried to obey the 45 pound rule, but I made an exception when using the leg curl/hamstring machine. 45 pounds was way too little weight for me, so I would do 60-70 pounds just for that one exercise. Reflections: Working out during pregnancy is totally safe and advised by doctors, unless you have extenuating circumstances. Listen to your doctor and your own body. I have some friends who were told to quit running during their 1st trimester and then were able to pick it back up again when they hit 14 weeks. Definitely do whatever your doctor recommends. And if you are given the all-clear for exercise, listen to your body. When I couldn't walk after my 25 week run, I knew my body was telling me that I was pushing it too hard. During my last two runs, last Friday and this past Monday, I could feel the baby moving as I ran and it felt uncomfortable. Up until 35 weeks, I NEVER once felt the baby move during a work out, which indicated to me that my moderate workouts were soothing to the baby and it would sleep through them. During my last two runs, I felt like the baby might be uncomfortable and so I've quit running to keep this little one safe {and avoid early labor!}. Also, some people say the your heart rate should not increase above 140 beats per minute while pregnant. The concern with a raised heartbeat is that it also raises the baby's, which is already about double your own. However, most doctors disregard the 140 bpm recommendation and instead suggest that you continue to do the types of physical activity your body was used to before pregnancy, as long as your body doesn't show any signs of discomfort or distress. I found that if I never ran longer than 25 minutes while pregnant, my heart rate would get up into the 160s, but it would drop below 140 within TWO minutes of my cool down walking after my run. Since my own heart beat and the baby's were only elevated for a very short amount of time, I felt completely safe running. If you weren't running at ALL before pregnancy, you probably shouldn't start, but you should still regularly exercise {walk, swim, etc.} while pregnant. One of my goals in pregnancy was to run until 20 weeks. When I achieved that goal fairly easily I began setting new goals for myself: running until 25 weeks, 30 weeks, July 12th {two months before due date} and finally August 12th. While I'm glad I exceeded my goals, I also would have given up running at anytime for the health of the baby and my own safety. I definitely encourage running during pregnancy, IF you were already running before you got pregnant, but I also encourage you to hold working out with a loose grip so you can give it up easily if it's best for you and your child. Workout clothes: Looking at the pictures above, I thought I would share my maternity work out clothes as well. I pretty much made it through 3-4 workouts per week with the following: 3 tanks {two striped ones from H+M and a black one from GAP} 4-5 pairs Nike "Tempo" running shorts - size large {I owned these before pregnancy. I like my running shorts to be BIG on me.} My regular Asics running shoes and normal socks 4 sports bras {two NIKE ones I found at Ross and two of the "Energy" bra from Lulelemon, which I highly recommend. I have never owned anything from Lulu before, but I had a gift card to use. These turned out to be lifesavers for working out while pregnant, and they provide more support than the label indicates. Well worth the money.} ... Read more
Targeting My Heart
I used to be a Target junkie. When Super Targets started opening around Fort Worth, I was a young teacher and coach with a large disposable income, and those shiny new stores called my name and took my money often. After moving back to Washington from Texas, I lived in my parents' small town for a year where Target was pretty much the only place to shop, and weekly trips continued to be a part of my lifestyle, even though my budget was more limited. But then I moved to the city and all that changed. The year before I got married, I lived right in the heart of Seattle, just a block from beautiful Green Lake. Commuting to work was not fun, and the weather was often dreary, but I loved that short season of city-living. Parallel parking in the street each day, afternoon and evening runs around the lake, hitting up coffee shops to grade papers after work, and visiting the fruit market and the bookstore. City life was good. Another strange thing that I loved about my city-year was the inconvenience of doing suburban activities. For example, I started to hate going to Target. Target in the city is not the same as Target in the burbs. To get there, you had drive up a steep and busy ramp to the 5th floor of a parking garage. Once you fought for a parking spot and walked inside, things only got more difficult. After picking up vitamins and a sports bra upstairs, you had to take an escalator down to the lower level to pick up your USB cord and baby shower gift. {And, yes, there was a special escalator for your shopping cart to go up and down as well.} The complication of this store got so tiring I began eliminating needless Target runs from my schedule. I still went sometimes, of course, but it was no longer a weekly stop. And it felt good. So much money saved. An escape from consuming, consuming, consuming with no real reason. And now I'm in a funny place with Target and my own life as a consumer. For the past three years, I have tried to keep my Target shopping to a minimum. I get a little annoyed if I have to go there more than once or twice a month, even though the stores are easier to get to now that I live in Phoenix. However, as a new mom and new homeowner, I have noticed Target creeping back into my life over the past few months. Baby returns, home organizations needs, those amazing Liz Lange maternity clothes, and all those sleek Threshold design items... Target has been luring me in once again. I always cringe a bit when I see Target come up on Instagram... especially when I see moms treating it as their place of refuge or joking about how they've trained their kids to love Target too. I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings here. I think Target is great. High quality products for a low price. A one-stop shopping trip. The dollar spot and Starbucks. It's a good company. But I want to be careful with how much I love it and praise it and how often I visit it... I found myself in an ugly spot just about a month ago. I didn't capture it on Instagram, but it happened just the same. It was the weekend we moved into our new house, and it was hot. As in 118 degrees hot. And I was entering my third trimester of pregnancy, and I was tired of sweating and just plain tired in general. I had a new empty house that needed to be decorated and I was in the midst of sorting through baby items after my first shower, and there was Target. That big, air-conditioned shopping mecca just a few blocks from our new house. I decided to stop by to pick up a couple things and before I knew it I was buying clearance tank tops that would hopefully fit me in my postpartum life, scouring the baby section, and buying cute lamps in bulk. The air conditioning felt so good, and I just walked slowly through the store, looking and touching and buying, buying, buying. And later that week, I had to go back with my head hanging to return those stupid tank tops that I shouldn't have bought in the first place. I don't want Target to be my sanctuary. I don't want consuming things at Target to be my hobby. I don't want finding cute lamps and picture frames on clearance to bring me joy. And I really, really don't want to teach this baby in my womb that happiness is found in sales and home decor. Maybe it's just me. I already have a tendency to over-consume and spend frivolously. But I have a feeling it's not just me, and so I write this for all of us. And I hope I am doing it with some measure of grace. Target isn't bad. And this isn't only about Target. Fill-in-the-blank with your favorite store. I just find that the store with the red circle logo exemplifies a certain attitude that many American women have about shopping... that there is joy to be found in looking and buying and saving and spending. Don't get me wrong. A good deal is exciting. It makes me happy when I get something for a good price. But I don't want to confuse happiness over a good deal with true joy, which is found only in Christ. And I don't want my identity to be found in my lamp shades and sandals. I want my identity to be in One who gives and takes away and loves us whether our house is well-decorated or not. And as I await the arrival of this little one, I want him or her to know the Creator as well, and sometimes I think they might see Him more clearly playing at the park or reading on my lap than rolling down the aisles of the Dollar Spot. ... Read more
All of Summer… Instagram Style
So here is pretty much all of summer {since the end of June at least} according to my iPhone. School starts in a week and half. What?! Baby is due one month from today. What, what?! Picture on the left is the nursery right when we moved. Picture on the right is the nursery now. Eek! But the nursery IS a lovely shade of gray thanks to Grandpa K. {featured here in his new AZ yard work hat}. This wall has been the bane of my existence. I am never stenciling again. A little 4th of July action... Heather and Eden came to visit. LOVE THEM! Working out while pregnant... Sometimes it involves eating a Popsicle on the treadmill. Sometimes the main exercise of the day is trying to put on your shoes. Pregnancy insomnia equals organizing closets at odd hours and making banana bread at 2am... Little pre-baby date to the water park. I wasn't allowed to go down any slides, but I got to watch Micah surf. Micah's most recent weekend projects included cutting down the neighbor's trees that were hanging over our fence and making a raft after tearing up our deck. I got an adventurer for sure... |Linking up with W+P| ... Read more
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