On May 6, 2017, I ran my first 5k since having my baby boy in March. This also was my first 5k since last July 4th. Shortly after that race I found out that I was pregnant and decided to stop running.
After having my son in early March I was eager to get back to running. I also knew that the Pittsburgh Marathon was fast approaching and I would love to be involved in some way! The 5k seemed like the perfect fit! I decided to take the approach that I would run/walk the race.
Along with the challenge of actually physically being able to do the race, I found some other challenges being a new mom.
One of the biggest challenges was what to wear! As I didn't run during pregnancy I really wasn't sure what out of my running wardrobe would fit, My original plan was to wear shorts and and a large t shirt but a few days before the race I saw the forecast was low 50s and rain, so that outfit wasn't going to cut it. So I dug out a pair of leggings and my running jacket for rainy days.
I pulled up my tights and they seemed to fit okay. Next I tried on my jacket. It barely zipped but I got it on! At two months post partum I still need to lose 25 pounds to be at my pre pregnancy weight. This generally does not bother me except when my clothes don't fit!
The morning of the race I met up my friend Christina who was also running/walking the race with a friend. She drove us to the start of the race and we sat in her parked car as long as we could because we both hate getting wet! About 15 minutes before the race we decided we should actually get out of the car and head to the start: Along the way we stopped at the porta potty. After using the porta potty I felt like a runner again! We ducked into a parking garage lobby to keep dry, tie our shoes and get a pre race picture!
We go out to the start and we are at the very end. This doesn't bother me as my only goal is to finish! There is a buzz in the air and I'm excited and nervous! I'm so happy to be here and can't believe I'm running a race again!
Mile 1: We begin! I start running and feel the excitement of being in a race, But my start feels fast. I look down at my watch and see an 11 minute mile. That's way beyond my capabilities right now so I need to slow it down.
Mile 1.5: I stop to get water. I realize that I haven't been running that long but it feels much longer.
Mile 2: It's becoming obvious that my outfit was a poor choice. It's one thing to look at yourself in the mirror at home and another thing to actually go run in your outfits. My pants do not fit and keep rolling down over my post partum belly. I keep pulling them up but they will not stay up. So I grab ahold of the top my pants with my left hand and hold them up, while swinging only my right arm now. Looks like I'm going to finish this race with having to hold my pants up. Speaking of finishing I realize that I only have one mile left! I'm so use to do longer races that it didn't even dawn on me that I'm nearly done!
Before crossing over the Clemente Bridge I take a walking break. I really want to run the entire bridge since running bridges (with the exception of Birmingham) are my favorite parts of the Pittsburgh races! After crossing the bridge I just have to finish the race through downtown. I can't describe how badly I wanted to stop and walk at this point but I had just a half mile left at this point and told myself I wasn't allowed to walk!
Mile 3: Only .1 mile left! I'm being passsed by people on the left and right making a dash towards the finish! I wish I could sprint the finish but there's nothing left! I'm just trying to hold on until the wheels fall off!
I cross the the finish line at 39:45. I did it! It is my slowest time ever but I'm elated. It feels so good to be doing this again. My friend Christina pats me on the back and says good job. (Thank you for sticking with me throughout the race!)
I have to admit that running a 5k two months after having my son was a bit agressive. I was no where near the shape I'm usually in for running. In fact with the exception of the days before delivery, this is the heaviest I've ever been in my life.
So why run a race? Shouldn't I have waited? Two things made me want to run so soon. The first was that I missed running. I couldn't wait to do it again! I tried to imagine myself not participating in marathon weekend and that thought made me sad! I just knew I had to run!
The second thing that made me run was the realization that there will never be a perfect time to start running again. My nights of interrupted sleep and exhaustion probably won't get better for a while, so why not just start now instead of waiting! My point is that if you really want to do something, don't wait for the perfect moment, just do it! I am so happy that I did!
I usually don't write race recaps of 5ks but this one was a pretty big deal for me. If you've read my recent blogs you are aware that I recently had my son in March! During my pregnancy I remained active, however, I did decide to give up running. This isn't to say that pregnant women should stop running. I believe that you should do what you are comfortable with during pregnancy and I was not comfortable with running so I quit for the time being.
But along with that decision I really missed running! When I would see people running down the street in my neighborhood it would make me sad and I looked forward to the day I could do it again.
Towards the end of my pregnancy I also developed high blood pressure for the first time in my life and had to take it easy for my health and the health of my baby. Fortunately he was born healthy and happy at 37 weeks.
To be totally honest after his birth I felt like I got hit by a bus for the first two weeks. It also didn't help that my blood pressure spiked even more and I had to go on medication.
This was a bit of a low point for me, going from someone that was extremely active to sitting on the couch, to having to go on medication. I definitely had a good cry about it.
After two weeks I started walking short distances on my treadmill and eventually outside, pushing the stroller, I worked up to a mile. I also noticed that my blood pressure was going down on its own and I was able to drop the dosage and eventually get off medication.
Then at my four week post partum appointment I was cleared to work out again! The next day I put on my running shoes and headed down my street. I felt like a fish out of water. My legs felt heavy, my breathing was labored but I was running again! As I ran I could hear the birds singing, dogs barking and watch the kids walking home from school. It was glorious!
I returned to my front door elated and out of breath! I had only ran one quarter of a mile but it was a start!
I started running a little farther each time and eventually ran one mile. It took me over 14 minutes but I had done it!
It was now early April and the Pittsburgh marathon was coming up. Since moving to Pittsburgh in 2012 I have ran either the full or half marathon every year. Obviously both of those options were not attainable but there was a 5k held the day before the marathon. Could I do it? It seemed a lofty goal considering I had just completed my first mile with less than a month to train. My wonderful husband said to go for it! I could walk if I had to and it would be a good goal for me. So on April 9th I decided to sign up!
I decided to train with a run/walk mentally. I didn't have set intervals, but would just walk when I needed a break. I worked up from 1 mile to 1.5 miles to 2 miles and then 3 miles. I was never concerned with how long it took, I just wanted to make sure I could cover the distance. I did my longest run/walk one week before race day in my neighborhood. My neighborhood has many more hills than the actual course so I knew I would be in good shape if I could complete those 3 miles. Fortunately I was able to cover the distance and in true marathon fashion, I only ran 1.5 miles the week of the race for my taper.
To to be continued...
It has been nearly two months since we brought home our baby boy from the hospital. And while I'm not willing to share these precious early moments of his life in my blog, I am more than willing to share the antics of my beloved cat since bringing home his brother. Barton has lived with us for seven years since we adopted him from a central Pennsylvania shelter. In many ways he was our 'first baby'. He has taken becoming a big brother in stride, barely batting an eye when we brought home our son from the hospital. He does remain a very curious cat. Being home on maternity leave, I've been able to capture many of these moments and, well, I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves.
Is this my new bed?
Well then, I'll just take this chair.
What about this playmat?
I will watch brother for you Mom!
Is this mine too?
If you don't pay attention to me I'm going to drink toilet water!
..... Or go into hiding.
Do you still love me, Mom?
I will always love you, Barton.
As I write this blog post I am currently no longer pregnant! I'm very happy to report that I delivered a healthy baby boy at the beginning of March! We are doing well and getting back into the swing of things.
Now for my last few weeks of pregnancy, let's just say things didn't go as planned. At 35 weeks I was diagnosed with gestational hypertension. This diagnosis is basically high blood pressure brought on by pregnancy. I was really surprised by this diagnosis because I've never had an issue with my blood pressure before. I also was tested for preeclampsia but did not have it. Thank goodness!
Once I had this diagnosis I had to monitor my blood pressure at home and see if it raised with my activity level. Unfortunately it did raise, the more active I was, so I stopped going to the gym, or outside, or anywhere, and basically sat on the couch everyday.
This was a far departure from what I'm use to doing, but necessary to keep my little one safe! If I were to offer advice to pregnant women it would be to always go to your prenatal appointments. I felt fine and never had any clue that my blood pressure was rising. I feel so fortunate that it was caught at one of my regular appointments.
Once I delivered I was surprised to see my blood pressure spike even more and I had to go on medication. Fortunately it has started to improve as I reach almost 4 weeks after delivery. I'm also starting to move again and it feels great!
It's now spring in Pittsburgh which is wonderful because I can go outside for walks. This past week I walked my first mile in what feels like forever. It was super slow but I was just happy to complete it!
At this point I don't have any goals set for myself but I'm sure I'll be thinking of some over the next few weeks. I'm very eager to take up my active lifestyle again and get healthy for my new addition!
Well I am still plugging along. Just barely, but yes, still plugging along. Somewhere in the midst of Week 30 I hit a major energy crisis. I felt like I was back in the first trimester, struggling to survive my day and looking for a place to quickly lay down and find some peaceful sleep.
The point of this blog is not to complain, but I don't want to sugarcoat the way I'm feeling either. Growing a tiny human is exhausting physically, and as someone who was crazy enough to run a marathon twice, I'd like to think that I have a good handle on physically exhausting myself.
Although my workouts have felt like a shell of what I know I am capable of doing, I have been proud of myself for just continuing to move as much as possible. Some days are better than others. Some weeks I work out three times. Some weeks I work out once. I'm really letting how I feel dictate how much I do at the moment.
It almost seems hard to believe I'm nearing the end of my pregnancy. For a long time I've wondered if this day would ever come. It was almost three years ago that my husband and I decided that we wanted to try to start a family. Little did we know that we would suffer two miscarriages, I would suffer from a hormonal imbalance after my losses and after all of that we would discover my condition that would make all of my pregnancies high risk.
In some ways my pursuit of working out and my pursuit of the dream of a family have been intertwined. Through working out and my love of running, I've learned that you must always keep going no matter what gets thrown your way; even when things look bleak and believe me there were some very bleak days.
Sometimes when you feel like giving up, you have a breakthrough, which is exactly what happened to me.
While I will always be grateful for the amazing experience of pregnancy, going through a pregnancy after loss can be difficult. As I write this, I am currently in the third trimester of my “rainbow pregnancy,” and am finally feeling brave enough to share some of the things I didn’t realize that I would experience during this pregnancy.
1. That I would have mixed emotions. Most of the time pregnancy is greeted with an enthusiastic, “Congratulations!” Of course I was excited to be pregnant but these comments carried a lot of baggage with them.
After all, I had heard it before, without the ending that I had anticipated.
For the first few weeks of my pregnancy I felt like a fraud, not wanting to discuss my pregnancy or even trying to hide it.
2. That I would have anxiety before every doctor’s appointment. After my first two pregnancies ended in miscarriage, I got so used to hearing bad news at doctor’s appointments, that just going to the appointments in my third pregnancy gave me overwhelming anxiety.
Fortunately, appointments have been easier to go to the further along I get. But I still schedule them in the afternoon so I don’t have to return to work in case I receive bad news.
3. That the seemingly easy things would be so hard. I’ll probably never forget buying my first pair of maternity jeans. I went to Target because I couldn’t handle walking into a maternity store. I frantically searched through the jeans, praying that no one would approach me.
I couldn’t even bring myself to try on the jeans in the store, so I tucked them in the bottom of my cart and bought them. The anxiety of buying those first pair of maternity jeans was overwhelming. All I could think about is that I might not need them in a few weeks.
4. That I would change my mind so much. Along with having a rainbow pregnancy I’m also high risk, so there is seemingly something always to be concerned about. At times looking ahead feels like an overwhelming task.
I’ve changed my mind from not wanting a registry, maternity photos and a baby shower to wanting all of it. This is very abnormal for me, as I’m usually pretty confident in my decisions. But I’ve learned that it’s okay to change my mind during pregnancy.
5. That pain could send my mind into a panic. By nature, pregnancy is full of aches and pains as a women’s body changes to accommodate a growing baby. Unfortunately the aches and pains I’ve had often threw my mind into overdrive, wondering if this is the beginning of another loss.
6. That I would have nightmares. Sometimes my nightmares involve that middle of the night trip to the emergency room over two years ago when I had my first loss. Sometimes my nightmares involve my current pregnancy. Even as wonderful as pregnancy is, it’s also a trigger that brings back painful memories and current fears even when I’m sleeping.
7. That I would feel alone. I’m sure that most pregnancies contain some sort of loneliness, but being pregnant after loss left me in a strange place. I didn’t feel like I could happily join the other expectant mothers. For weeks, I watched several pregnancy announcements appear on my social media feed, yet I felt terrified to share my own. ‘Un-telling’ people that I was pregnant was one of the worst experiences of my life and I didn’t want to subject myself to that again.
8. That I would learn that there is no right or wrong way to feel. My feelings are often complicated and sometimes conflicting. I’ll feel overwhelming happiness which then turns to sadness. I’ll experience great joy only to be greeted with intense fear. Sometimes these feelings change within in the matter of seconds or happen within the same moment. Instead of trying to understand my conflicted feelings, I’ve learned to accept them. You don’t have to feel one way or another.
9. That I would find an amazing support community. Even though I would never wish pregnancy loss upon anyone, I have found the most amazing support people because of my losses. I admire these brave and beautiful women. They have been an inspiration to me and have continued to support me when I’ve needed it the most.
This post originally appeared on the Huffington Post, January 16, 2017.
Yes, I'm still at it: exercising while pregnant! Even if that exercise is more like waddling, I'm still trying to keep moving as much as I can. I've been trying to CrossFit at least 2-3 times per week and I've been wearing a heart rate monitor to keep track of my exertion. At this point in my pregnancy I have to modify most exercises. Everything has become much more difficult including housework, so I'm finding that I need to be more mindful of my
I don't have any pictures of me working out from the past few weeks, but I do have this picture of me walking around the Phipps Conservatory. At this point I totally count walking as exercise! I had to take a few breaks during this tour as my feet tend to swell and hurt a bit.
I have had a few people ask me how long I plan to work out leading up until delivery. My answer is that I don't know, but I would just like to work out for as long as I can. I take my pregnancy day by day and I figure that one day either my doctor or my body will tell me to stop working out!
Overall exercising during pregnancy has been going really well for me. I'm not nearly as active as I use to be, but it still feels great to get workouts in. The days I work out, I sleep better (even now as it's becoming more difficult to sleep) and my anxiety is less prevalent.
It seems hard to believe that I have less than 12 weeks to go! Hopefully all this exercise will pay off! :)
Anyone that knows me, knows that I have a deep love for running and the city of Las Vegas. I did get married there, after all! When I saw that Vegas.com was sharing blogs about safely running in Las Vegas, I had to put one together. How could I not? When I get the chance to run in Las Vegas, well it might as well be heaven on earth for me! Here are a few tips for getting a safe workout while visiting Sin City!
Run With a Buddy
Running with a buddy is the best way to stay safe when you run. More than likely you are visiting Las Vegas with a significant other, best friends or your co-workers while on a business trip. Try to get one of them to join you on your run! Sight-seeing while on foot is always better with a friend. Plus you’ll want someone to take photos of you in front of those famous Vegas landmarks!
Beat the crowds and hit the pavement early to enjoy all that Las Vegas has to offer. In my opinion the best time to run Las Vegas is early morning. You’ll have the entire Strip to yourself. You’ll also be beating the onslaught of afternoon heat which can be quite brutal.
Stick to the Strip
Sure, while usually sticking to running one road would be boring, that’s just not the case in Las Vegas! The Strip provides wide sidewalks with ample space for running, along with spectacular scenery. Many of the street crossings also involve stairs which will get your heart rate going!
Even if you are running in the cooler part of the day, or temperatures don’t seem high remember that you are still running in a desert. Be sure to hydrate before you head out for your run and even take a bottle of water with you. You may be surprised how much more water you may need than when you are at home.
If you can’t find a running buddy and don’t feel comfortable venturing out on your own, there are still plenty of ways to get in a workout. Many hotels in Las Vegas offer a workout facility for a small fee. If you don’t want to go that route, you can also do a workout in your hotel room using only your bodyweight; think push-ups, sit ups and squats!
Today marks the 3rd birthday of Lunges, Long Runs and Lattes! Seems hard to believe that three years ago this blog started with one simple post about running a half marathon in Las Vegas. At the time I had no idea that this blog would grow into a renewed passion of writing for me!
I've been very busy in my personal life as well. In fact, my personal life has been so busy that I almost forget about this exciting milestone! It seems hard to believe but I have spent half of 2016 pregnant and am expecting our firstborn in the spring!
With this new development the long rungs have been, well, non-existant and the lattes have been decaf! I have, however, still been doing lunges although it's a bit harder to maintain balance when I do them.
I did run the Pittsburgh Half Marathon this year in May and ended up setting a PR in the process. My running days have been put on hold since July but I'm still doing CrossFit in my pregancy. It' been a great way for me to feel strong and keep moving.
I also got the chance to do some hiking in Utah this past spring which was amazing! I would not consider myself a 'hiker' but if you ever have the chance to visit the National Parks in this state, just do it! They are amazing!
This past year I also published my second book of essays entitled, "Don't Forget Me". It's a continuation of my first book, "Don't Forget to Write". With two small books under my belt, I'm hoping to publish a much larger book of essays next year. Sometimes people ask me if I'm still writing my blog and while I am, I have been spending a lot more of my time writing essays and working on my fiction novel. It's a big task for someone who works full time but it's been a very rewarding experience!
Both of my essay books were published in print this year, via the Createspace platform and, well, seeing your work in print is just the coolest thing!
I'm looking forward to all the adventures that await me in my fourth year of blogging! My experiences are the past three years -good and bad- have certainly given me a new perspective which I think have served me well.
I wish you a very Happy Holidays with your loved ones and am looking forward to 2017!
Now that I'm firmly into the second trimester, slow has definitely become the name of the game recently. Even a casual bike ride seems to take a lot of effort for me. During one of our late Autumn bike rides Bobby told me that I was riding at 6 mile per hour. "Great!" I told him, "That's how fast I usually run!"
Sure enough, not too much further down the trail, a runner passed me while I was pedaling along. I guess there is a first time for everything and having someone on foot pass me while on wheels was just a reminder of how much I've slowed down.
Even though in my mind I realize that I am pregnant, it still is surprising to me just how much I've slowed down and how tired I become after doing significantly less activity than I am use to doing! . I keep reminding myself that this is only temporary and I can get back to my weightlifting and running self next year.
For now, I'm just going by what my body tells me to do. If that's only to work out two days a week than so be it. If that's to only takes naps on the weekend without a workout then so be it. For someone who has always looked for a way to challenge themselves physically it's kind of nice to be on a reprieve from goal setting. Although I must admit that I do miss it.
I also had the opportunity to participate in a charity event called WOD for Warriors on November 12th at T2 CrossFit. My coaches were kind enough to modify the movements for me so that I could participate in the event. I sorely miss participating in races and CrossFit events so it was great to participate in this event for a great cause!
So far pregnancy has been pretty smooth sailing with only minor complaints of discomfort; swelling in the hands and feet and finding myself quite tired after simple household chores. Fortunately some of my old marathon training rituals have come back to save me including KT Tape, compression socks and Epsom salts.
It seems hard to believe that I'll be entering the third trimester next month! There were many days when I wondered if I would ever get to this point and sometimes I have to pinch myself. In some ways the pregnancy experience has seemed a bit surreal to me after experiencing much disappointment in the past two years.
I anticipate that working out won't get any easier in the third trimester, but that's okay. My body is doing exactly what it should do - growing a baby boy and that's my main focus right now! Next year we can start thinking about goals again! :)
Till next time!
Author: Sarah Warman
I like to run, take pictures and write. I've combined all three in this blog.