But first, a prologue from today. :)
Yet another episode of my body laughing at me is up for your reading pleasure. And thanks for the advice, too--I am (now, on April 12) continuing to "run" (that's in quotation marks for a reason...it's really just glorified walking), swim, ride on my trainer, and do yoga almost every day. I hope to continue to do these things as far as I can into this whole deal.
One of the best books I have is "Runners World Guide to Running and Pregnancy." It speaketh to ME. I heart it.
My doc is on board, but we both came to the conclusion that with my rotten energy-deprived 1st trimester and lack of running more than 3-4 miles MAYBE 2 times/week, trying to run the Indy Mini, even slow, was not a good idea. I'm still GOING (hear that, Runner Susan? I'd love to meet ya!), but I'll be the pudgy obnoxious cheerleader for Jacks and Lush. It's the least I can do to repay them for 15 hours in the pouring cold rain in Madison, Wisconsin last September. I am, however, probably going to sign up for the 1st Annual "Run To Remember" 5K next weekend with my Mom downtown. It benefits Alzheimers Research, which took my Great Grandpa's life when I was 15. It will be my slowest 5K on record, and I'm totally ordering a size Large shirt, and I'm OK with that. :)
I'm also happy to see I haven't lost the guy readers out there! Thanks for all your advice...many of you have partners that have gone through this and it's so nice to hear your side, too. I'm so lucky I have quite possibly the most patient and understanding husband ever to help me out. I promise to try not to get to "girly" on you here. Who am I kiddin'...I really never was very girly to begin with. And, guys who are single and triathletes...remember, athletes often gravitate towards other athletes, and you JUST might have to deal with this someday. I'm happy to offer a preview, albeit slightly irrational. :)
By the way, just called and checked on this...Ironman Florida is November 1, 2008. I'm just sayin'. ...
And now, back to February 28th's scheduled programming....
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I'm speechless.
I don't even know what to say.
When I said before that I wasn't this tired during Ironman training, that was dead on. I think I figured out the last time I felt this tired.
When I had mono freshman year of college. I think that's just about close. When I was so tired that taking a SHOWER required an hour nap.
I can BARELY get through a day of school...and, of course, have to totally fake that I'm normal, upbeat, slightly sarcastic and always "on" Mrs. Z. The saltines and ginger ale I have on my desk would be a dead giveaway to most adults, but not to my students.
Mono. I think that's it.
Do you understand the workouts I've done so far the past 2 weeks?
Do you want to know? Really? Because it's SAD.
Ran 4 miles twice, and 2 miles on Tuesday. TWO. MILES. I haven't ran 2 miles and stopped in YEARS. For the past 3-4 years, unless it's a 5K, my lower limit is 4, and even that's pushing it.
TWO.
DOS.
Today, I had to put my head down on my desk for 15 minutes just to make it through the afternoon. Then I came home, MADE BROWNIES (WTF?!), ate like 4 of them, and took a NAP.
In my head, I want to run. SO BADLY. I want to put on my Garmin and head out for a nice 2 hour run on one of my favorite routes...I have had dreams about it, actually.
But I just. Can't. Seem. To. MOVE.
They say this gets better after the first trimester...I really hope so. When I told my best friend Monday night, she asked me how it's been. I said, "Well...I'm so tired I have to nap or I pass out...and all I've wanted to do the past three days is eat cheeseburgers."
She about DOUBLED OVER LAUGHING and wondered what the hell happened to her best friend--the one who works out at least an hour or doesn't think it "counts," the one who eats only whole grains and organic stuff and lean meats..
I don't know where she is. I'm a little sad. I really want her back.
Because this whole "fall asleep on the couch after work" thing is SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO not me. NOT my style at all. And I don't like to feel like my body's been kidnapped by Evil Sara the Lazy Ass Cheeseburger and Brownie Eating Non-Running Blimp.
It's supposed to be 50 degrees tomorrow. SO HELP ME my LAZY ASS is getting outside and doing AT LEAST 4 MILES or I might spontaneously combust.
Please help! Send energy! Send mojo!
Send brownies...
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sending positive vibes from the drum circle here in da Republic.
i'm excited for you... it's special that you are sharing this with us.
BUT
i've had to change my wishes for you, now i'm hoping you go sub-15 not in an Ironman, but in your labor!
no need to thank me, i'm here to help.
Hilarious! But so true! Listening and accepting what your body is telling you is no different than listening and accepting what your body is telling you on the way to Iron. For the record, I'm not able to recognize the signs of pregnancy either. Somebody has to hit me upside the head with an E.P.T :-)
Reminds me of a comedy show a few years back- (short version) the guy was talking about how he came home from work one day and the house was a mess- laundry everywhere, breakfast dishes still on the table and his wife was lounged across the sofa. He says to her, "what in the world did you do all day??" She replied, "I grew a lung." And with that...he could not complain.
Hi Sara,
I'm a pretty new reader of your blog, and I must say, how wonderful it is to read about your experiences. Thank you so much for sharing. I'll be sending you all kinds of good energy from here on the West coast.
All the best,
Joanne.
My first pregnancy I fell asleep at my desk every day at 2pm between 6-14 weeks. I could drink cold water, chew gum, have loud music- nothing mattered. All 3 pregnancies I've said there's no way I could ever be this tired again, and then it happens. That's the part I won't miss about not being pregnant again. Glad to hear you're past the phase, enjoy the second trimester- it's a wonderful thing.
If you talk about the girls you will keep the guys!
Ditto what Jessie said.
Oh honey, it does get better. I promise. And cheeseburgers rock.
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