Confession: I Thought I’d Crush Pregnancy Fitness, But…
Hey all! If you didn’t catch my Instagram post from yesterday, I have a fun month of fitness classes coming up–all thanks to ClassPass! They just launched in Miami and I got the opportunity to try the service for a month. I’m taking my first class today, so expect some details on Friday. So far I love the service!
Anyway, today I am turning to the discussion of pregnancy and fitness. I always thought that my pregnancy would be picture perfect–I’d wake up, birds would be chirping, I’d say good morning to my growing belly, and bop along my day, fitting in the perfect workout that would keep me fabulously in shape, causing people to gasp “I don’t know how she does it!”
Well, reality set in early in the first trimester and I knew… that wasn’t going to happen.
The first trimester was laden with catnaps, early bedtimes, and constant yawning. I was kindddd of a zombie and I must admit, most days the mere thought of exercising made me exhausted. A nice run turned to a walk, a fun-yet-challenging Pure Barre class was suddenly a mountain to climb. After a full day of training my pregnant clients (isn’t that ironic?) and teaching Pure Barre, I was spent. There was no way I could focus on exercise for myself!
I’ll be honest, I beat myself up a little bit over this. I thought I was being a pansy, making excuses for myself. I had a hard time adjusting to the whole “take it easy on your body” aspect of pregnancy. Luckily I never overdid anything, and I always felt safe, but I finished each work day and mediocre workout with a wish that I could have gone harder.
But there was a light at the end of the first trimester tunnel–around 12 weeks I got my energy back! It was one day and I suddenly was like huh, I actually feel more like a normal person. I DIDN’T NAP TODAY!
I then started planning all my fabulous workouts, overwhelmed with the thought of having actual energy. But then I needed to lie down on the couch.
Basically, what I’ve learned is that pregnancy is unpredictable. I’ve been blessed so far with a totally healthy pregnancy, and I typically feel guilty complaining when I’m tired because let’s be honest, a lot of women have it way worse. But as a fitness professional it’s a hard mindset to transition to. I’m all about listening to my body, but sometimes my head (and my career) battles with me. I pat myself on the back for getting through a busy work day or making a nutritious meal, but then I flip through the Athleta holiday catalog and just yearn to go sprint on a track somewhere. I long for those days of tough workouts and I’m not afraid to admit it.
I’ll be back sometime soon with more details on my actual fitness plan so far in this pregnancy, but today I wanted to just let my thoughts come tumbling out. Pregnancy is a journey in itself, so I gotta cut myself some slack!
While typing this, I just heard that the American obesity rate recently increased 2%…I’m sorry, WHAT?!