This momma to be woke up at 6:24 am on a Sunday morning! Ugh! It doesn’t seem fair that in about 10 weeks I’m going to be so sleep deprived and I can’t seem to get enough of it in the bank now…oh well!
After Wednesday’s run I developed some severe pain just below my abdomen. It worried me, and I questioned whether or not to call the doctor, but then figured it was round ligament pain and let it be. The next morning I could barely walk and realized that it felt just like a pulled muscle, or ligament or whatever. Every time I stood up and tried to walk, it was there and it was pretty intense. After walking a few steps though it would gradually loosen up and feel a little better. I got some questions at work because I was definitely walking different. So I decided to take a day off of running.
I thought about swimming, but the showers were so cold on Tuesday, so I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Instead I stuffed my face full of yummy food at our lunch potluck!
The next morning when I weighed myself I had actually lost almost a pound since the week before, but last week I had gone up almost 4 pounds! I figured though it was more an issue of eating big meals the day before my weigh in, but also some of baby’s growth spurt. So in total now, at almost 30 weeks, I’m up 20 pounds. With 10 weeks to go, even if I gain a pound a week, I’ll still be at 30 total, which is within the healthy range.
Friday I didn’t run or really walk much or anything and my pulled muscle seemed to feel a bit better. When I woke up on Saturday morning I didn’t feel it at all, so naturally I thought it would be a great idea to run. I ate a breakfast and started pounding the water to try to fill up my bladder so I didn’t have my recurring bladder issue for another Saturday morning run. Then I went for a slow little run through our neighborhood. It actually went pretty well. I felt “full”, but my bladder and my legs felt pretty good and I actually got in 4 miles. Tim was just heading out for his run as I was coming in so he ran with me for a few minutes. It was nice.
I stopped running and BAM! Pulled muscle hurt again. So I realized that the running must have aggrevated it. I walked the dog and got ready to go to my parents house to celebrate Christmas with my Grandma, Aunt and Uncle. While I was there, everytime I stood up, it was like a knife. I looked like an old woman getting out of a chair. After I was up and took a few steps, it would lessen. This morning its still here.
I’m not really sure what to do about it. I’m not running today, but I was planning on running tomorrow. I guess I’ll just see how it goes. Either way, I only have about 10 weeks to go now (as long as baby girl is on time, lets hope!) so I guess no matter what I have to do for the remainder of the pregnancy, the end is in sight! Merry Christmas and happy running to all!!