Woohoo! Made it to the third trimester!
So, from everything I’ve read and been told, pregnancy is all downhill from here. Heartburn, leg cramps, breathlessness, …. I can’t remember all the maladies, but there’s a lot of them.
Honestly, it’s hard to find positive talk on pregnancy – especially the thrid trimester. So you know what? I won’t be doing much reading on the subject.
I know there will be discomforts, and that the discomforts I already have will most likely become more uncomfortable. But guess what? It doesn’t do any good dwell on it, and these three months are going to fly by. I’d much rather spend my time doing what I can to be healthy, thereby minimizing all these temporary problems that crop up.
For instance, we’ve probably all heard over and over again, that it’s much more healthy to stop eating in the early evening a few hours before going to bed. Doing so allows your body to fully digest what’s already in it before having more added to it the next morning. And you know what? It’s been my experience that it can virtually eleminate heartburn!
So, on to exercise…
It was just one of “those” weeks. Meaning that I only ended up working out twice, instead of three times. I I bumped my Wednesday workout out to Thursday to allow for more recovery time from Monday’s workout. Saturday would have been my next workout day, but… (Yeah, excuses, excuses) we had this little incident where the goats were out creating havoc (walking through the garden, climbing on the porch… you know, being goats), and in the process of taking them back to their pasture, I ended up walking quite a long way with Garrett riding on my shoulders. I don’t know why I thought it would be a good idea to let Little Short Legs tag along on the goat herding expedition – well, other than he loves the goats and would have been heartbroken if I hadn’t – but it wasn’t.
To be clear, the goats didn’t escape as such, they were let out – not by me. Just wanted to point that out since goats have such a bad reputation as escape artists.
I had planned to workout later that day, but oh my, that little weighted walk put my back out of commission in a big way. By the time we hit the sack that night, I could barely walk. Fortunately, as so often happens with pregnancy ailments (at least for me – so far… this pregnancy anyway), it was nothing a good night’s sleep couldn’t fix. It’s amazing how tight things get during the day and then, ah! Sleep lets everything relax and get back to the way it should be.
My whopping two workouts from last week:
Squat – 5×5 108lbs
Overhead press – 5×5 50lbs
sumo deadlift – 1×5 115 lbs
Squat – 5×5 110lbs
Bench press – 5×5 55lbs
Rows – 5×5 55lbs
My goal earlier during this pregnancy was to be able to squat my pre-preg body weight by the time I hit the third trimester. Unfortunately, my workout routine met with a few set-backs here and there, and a few weeks ago, I decided to settle for 115lbs. Well, I made it yesterday! With no photo proof of course. And I only lifted one set that heavy before deciding to back off and work on form instead. I finished the session with 95lbs, but I was still pretty happy that I could at least parallel squat that 115. It gives me hope for future squatting ability. In the meantime, I don’t plan to set any “heavy” goals for the rest of the pregnancy. I’m very, very happy that I’ve been able to lift this long, and hope to continue, but I don’t think there’s any point in pushing too hard right now. I don’t want everyone blaming my lifting if something goes wrong.