I did something this morning that I haven’t done in over 14 weeks. I ran.
Now, I didn’t go into this “run” thinking it would be glorious. No, I think I had reasonable expectations — that it might make me pee my pants and it was gonna hurt.
I didn’t think it would hurt quite as much as it did though. Holy hell.
What’s sad is that I only ran for 5 minutes. After a 5 minute walking warmup I ran for 2 minutes. I thought I was going to cry. I then walked until I hit 10 minutes, put a pause on the treadmill, and hit the bathroom (I did exceed expectations in the peeing department – I apparently still have some bladder control). I then walked another 6 minutes and decided to run again for 3 minutes. For about 1 minute it actually felt good. I even rocked out a little bit during that one minute, just like old times (I’m pretty sure the people at my gym think I’m insane). But then, I just wanted to cry.
I finished my workout with 25 minutes on the elliptical – which is way more comfortable on my crotch (but not as good as a workout overall. Plus BORING.).
A few people asked me why I ran. Simple – I am crazy.
I think that even looks like me at this point…
I’m also figured it might coerce the baby into coming out. Hmmm.
So far it’s done nothing more than make my pelvic region and ligaments ache — and make me walk like I am carrying a watermelon between my legs. Which I guess I technically am since the Dr. said the baby’s head is really low (I guess that’s promising?). He also said “see you next week!” (not so promising). So, he’s optimistic. I really don’t expect to go into labor early, despite what it sounds like. I really am taking a Zen approach to this whole birth thing. I’m even OK with being induced sometime between May 12th and 15th (my Dr. is usually on call early in the week – and I’d rather just schedule it with him than get someone I dislike. I’m sure we will discuss it next week). Now, if only I could get comfortable and get some sleep.
Oh and one more thing — tomorrow is MAY!!! It’s baby time. Bring it on!