All right, yesterday I did 20 minutes of Pilates plus upper arm workout with weights. Just ran 2 miles this morning.
But, what I am really blogging about is my relief over my last weight gain. I was so afraid it would be another ridiculously scary number but it wasn't! Only 2 lbs this last month. And while I wouldn't have cared if it was 4, I am very thankful it wasn't 14.
It is so nice exercising again. I will be quite frank and say that it is a mental battle each time because pregnancy fatigue does not go away when you have more than one child, but I am very glad after I exercise. Those short bursts of endorphins can go a long way to over all productiveness over time. Man, hey, maybe the bathroom will finally get cleaned today!
The thing I am most liking about exercising while pregnant is feeling (and I know this isn't really a feeling but I don't know how else to express it), so feeling as though I have SOME control over my body. Yes, I cannot push myself very hard, but there is something about the act of routine exercise that makes me remember:
"Yes, this is my body. Yes, I can make it do things I want it to do still (even if those things are not sleep when I want to sleep, pee at acceptable intervals or be energetic when I need it to be)."
But I can still make you hurt and sweat all by myself.