It is not easy to workout while pregnant because it can be physically and mentally challenging. If you weren't working out before then the exercises you start doing will be limiting. Your body feels and behaves differently and your range of motion and balance are not the same. You may also have reservations about exercising because of safety concerns. You have to change the way you breathe, they way you lift, the way you move... But if you had a routine pre-pregnancy then generally you should be able to continue whatever that was once pregnant - with some simple modifications of course.
Before my pregnancy I went to the gym about once a week to work on my back problems and do some cardio and then kind of went to yoga class on Saturdays. I also walked everywhere and would do stretching at home at night so I figured I was moderately fit pre Dash. Now my routine consists of pre-natal yoga once a week, trainer at the gym for weight training once a week and an attempt to hit the gym myself one more day to do cardio since walking everywhere has been difficult with my sinuses this winter. This exercise regimen was going swimmingly for about a month. I had gotten over my apprehension with working out and was in a groove with my trainer. I was loving my yoga class and even made it to the gym on my own twice to walk the treadmill. I felt good and started to think that maybe I could make it through this pregnancy with a good weight and look all belly. But chance and happen-stance pumped the breaks on that.
My trainer left the gym and I couldn't find a replacement for three weeks thanks to the aweful mishandling of the trainer management team. And because of Valentines Day, President's Day and work craziness I didn't go to yoga for weeks either. So in this short period of time my pregnancy went from feel good bouncing around all belly looking happiness to body aching stiff jointed heavy poundage feeling suckiness. I was not feeling good and really began to understand how important it is to keep it moving when you're pregnant.
So after some not so nice and pretty direct conversations with the gym I started with a new trainer tonight. I hate him of course because he is not my old trainer. I'm not entirely convinced he has as much pre-natal experience as he or his manager says he does but he is the only one certified at my gym. He didn't remind me to breathe once and seemed kind of disinterested in training me. He also had me doing a lot more during our time then I'm used to and I was exhausted by the end. And he seemed more concerned with fitting in other clients than accommodating my schedule. To be fair, before we started he told me that he had just injured himself and was on pain killers. So I've decided that if I don't get some good vibes from him and feel better about my workout next week I may look to transfer my sessions to another location or ask for my money back. I'm not working out with someone I'm not comfortable with.
Anyways I'm at least happy to be back on a schedule and back to feeling somewhat physically normal. Well as normal as one can feel with a basketball for a stomach. A basketball that moves a lot now these days (tee hee). So for now it's off to bed for me with a pack of ice on my back. Nighty night.
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