Here's what I did...
Tuesday: 20 minute run/walk. I did this workout while the kids were at their hour-long theater arts class. It was meant to be a 30 minute run but I found my legs were totally dead. As I was running I realized that it was my fourth day in a row running and I immediately gave myself permission to feel a little tired. So, I walked some/ran some. Got some sweat going and a decent heart rate so I was happy with it.
Wednesday: I learned a lesson from Tuesday and took a rest day. Aside from racing around the yard with the kids, I didn't workout.
Thursday: I had to break up the workout into a couple of pieces. This was the evening of the final dress rehearsal for Little Shop of Horrors so I couldn't count on a solid piece of time in the late afternoon/evening. When I got the two littlest kids down for a nap at about 1PM I plugged Elliott into Caillou and did about 10 minutes of laps around the house. Just enough to take the edge off of my day. I squeezed in another 20 minutes or so playing tag with my boys around the house after school. Pregnant running math adds with up to a solid 30 minute run. And you wouldn't mess with a pregnant woman's math, would you?
Friday: This was opening night for Little Shop. Earlier in the day I did a series of strength training exercises on the swing set (see video below). I was a little stressed out and had made a plan to go running in the late afternoon before the cast call time. But, one of the kiddos was picked up late and I couldn't get Tom & Elliott dropped off to Scott in time. So... I decided to be a little bit late to make up call and be a LOT more sane. I did 30 minutes on the elliptical machine and quickly showered and zoomed to the theater.
Saturday: One hour. S-l-o-w. The most memorable thing about this run was how miserable my bladder was. I don't even think I went 6 miles and I peed TWICE along the way and it was a photo finish coming back to the house. It hurt and it was all I could think about as I chugged along. Wait a pain in the... bladder.
Sunday: Planned to run. Didn't. Too much to do before the matinee and too pooped afterward. It was a pretty good week so I had no guilt about it.
Monday: I had another plan that fell through. My car was in the shop so I needed to pick up Scott from school around 5PM. The plan was to have him drop me off about 4 miles from home on the way back so I could chug back and get a really solid weekday run in. It ocurred to me that if my car was done getting fixed that was an idiotic plan... as I would need to drive a car back to the house. So, I did another loop after loop after loop around my yard. To break things up a bit I did 5 laps slow, 5 laps fast, 5 laps slow... for thirty minutes. It worked pretty well and, of course, my car WASN'T done so I could have gone with Plan A. Oh, well...
Now, enjoy some updated belly photos. You have my FULL permission to laugh your a** off. No, Tommy did NOT tell me I had enormous pit stains. Cracks me up.
|He kinda missed my face in this one.|
|Tommy thought I should show my belly with the shirt up. I guess he was afraid people wouldn't believe it was real...?|
|Aside from the pit stain, I actually think this is nice photo of me!|