pregnant

….my own experience.

Before I discovered the book Exercising Through Your Pregnancy by Dr. James Clapp, much of what I read about running whilst pregnant focused on avoiding harm to the baby, although benefit to the mother was acknowledged. Dr Clapp’s research, however, has identified positives for both the mother and baby. He proposes that the changes read more

…….it’s been a while!!

I can’t remember exactly when I last posted, but it’s been a while. It would have been during the latter weeks of my pregnancy. Well – I’m no longer pregnant!! I ‘ran’ up to 39 weeks and 3 days and Ned was born 4 days later – just 25 minutes before his due date. I’ll come back to that in another post!!

I felt read more

38 weeks + pregnant.

What a difference a bit of sunshine makes! I thoroughly enjoyed my 5 mile ‘run’ in the spring sunshine today. It was a joy to be out and I didn’t really mind that it took me near to 55 minutes – the longer I was out the better.

I adopted my strategy of going out for a ‘walk’, taking the trouble to announce that I was “just walking” read more

…..if you could class it as running! It’s all in the mind….well almost!!

I’m just back from a 3.5 mile ‘run’. I find that if I tell myself I’m going for a walk, then I’m more likely to turn it into a run and be pleased with the outcome. If I set out for a run it’s generally a frustrating and disappointing experience. It could just be that walking read more

…….a serious challenge for the pelvic floor!

I’m 34 weeks pregnant now and can’t run for more than a mile without I need the loo! Sometimes I really do need to go, but often it’s a ‘false alarm’ and just an unpleasant sensation. It’s actually the biggest hindrance to my running these days I think. I don’t run fast enough to get out of breath, read more

20th January 2012 – 33 weeks pregnant

Well I’m still running…..in a fashion!! Somewhere around the 29 week mark, it was like somebody flicked a switch and running became REALLY hard. I really noticed it on a regular 10k run one Saturday afternoon. It wasn’t that I was getting breathless, and it wasn’t even that my bump was uncomfortable. It was my little old legs – read more