I got up early again this morning to get my walk on before work and before all the thunderstorms hit again. I’ve decided not to incorporate running back in, at least for now, as yesterday my hip was sore after those measly 4 minutes of running. Still, I’m grateful I can walk without problems, so I’ll stick to that! Today I carried two 3lb. weights with me as I walked. I’ve been wanting to do some arm strength exercises for awhile now (okay, probably since forever) for a couple reasons:
- I disproportionately focus on my legs in exercises. Running, walking, etc. Arm stuff? Not so much.
- Soon I’ll be carrying around a baby and I’d prefer if I could actually do it rather than having to put him down because my arms hurt.
- Strength training is good for me. I’m just lazy about doing it.
I walked 3.5 miles with the weights, doing a variety of exercises at different points on the walk: bicep curls, overhead press, standing row, tricep extensions, anterior lifts, and side flys. It was dark, so nobody saw my craziness… I don’t think. Bonus: walking with weights in the dark automatically gives you a line of defense…. because you know how dangerous small town Indiana is. At 3.5 miles I dropped the weights off at the house and did another 1.5 miles weightless. I’m interested to see if my arms are actually sore tomorrow or if 3lbs. is too little to make a difference.
By 8am I was tiiiiired from waking up so early, so Dave made me half a cup of coffee. Except he made it gourmet by grinding up cacao nibs with the coffee beans. It was a pretty dang delicious cup of coffee. Very smooth, with a little hint of chocolate. That Dave has good ideas.
We also had birth class again last night. Unlike last time, this one was much more helpful. We talked about the stages of labor, what to expect, etc. I’ve told Dave that in some ways I expect labor to be like running a marathon – I’m going to be tired and want to quit and think I can’t do it, but if I know where I’m at (mile markers) and how much farther I have to go, it’ll help me push through. So I want to be really aware of the labor stages so I can tell myself, “You’re here. This is how much farther you have to go.” I don’t quit races (even when puking) so I won’t quit labor… especially because you can’t. (Note: I’m fully aware I’ve never been in labor before so afterwards I might laugh at myself and say, “Silly, stupid, Kim. That was nothing like a marathon. YOU WISH.)
Have you seen this website? It’s super cool. I also enjoy how effortless they make labor look.
Anyhow. Enough rambling. HAPPY FRIDAY. What are you looking forward to this weekend? Dave and I bought into the farmer’s market and tomorrow we get to pick up our first basket of produce!