It’s getting to be warm outside. And humid. I’m getting to be rounder. And heavier. And tired-er. And it is getting to be a little harder to find the time/make the time/have the desire to go outside and make myself move to the point of sweating profusely. Because it is that time of year when, if you do that, you will basically never be fully dry again. Ever.
So I’m constantly reminding myself why staying in shape through this pregnancy is important to me. Yes, I have a race to run – but I’ll be done with that next Saturday and I’ll still have seven more weeks, give or take, to be pregnant. That’s kind of a long time in the heat of the summer, and I’d better have some pretty good motivations for keeping in shape if they are going to get me out of my sometimes-air-conditioned apartment and on to the hot streets of Brooklyn.
Here’s what I’ve come up with:
It will make giving birth easier. I firmly believe that the stronger my body is, the easier it will be for me to birth my baby. That is extremely important to me as I have had two unmedicated births and am planning to do it again this time.
It will make the weeks following the birth more comfortable. Taking care of a newborn is no easy task. Getting up multiple times in the night to feed/change/soothe a tiny person is hard under the best of circumstances, but harder if you spent the past several months doing as little as possible because you didn’t want to sweat. At least that is what I am telling myself.
I won’t have to think about losing the baby weight. Mostly because there isn’t that much baby weight to lose. In fact, just about all the weight is baby.
I’ve done it before and I can do it again. I was pregnant with Manchild in Hawaii where it is warm and humid just about all the time. I ran until the day before he was born. It took a little bit of juggling to find the best time of day, when I wouldn’t worry about overheating, but I did it. Same with Squish. I wasn’t as far along in the heat of the summer, but still. I’ve done it before and I can do it again.
It is good for my mental health. And no one wants a crazy, cranky, irritable person for a housemate.
It keeps pregnancy pains away. I’m fairly certain I’ve been able to avoid back pain/swollen feet/etc. by keeping my body as strong as I can. There maybe something to be said for the actual shape of my body as well (long torso), but that doesn’t really motivate me, so let’s ignore it.
It’s good for the baby. I keep remembering how they monitored the boys’ hearts in the hospital when I was laboring with them. It was, of course, uncomfortable for me since I really would have preferred walking around, standing up, squatting – anything besides lying in a bed watching my contractions on a machine – but it was nice to see that the boys hearts’ handled it well. And it makes sense. Exercising while pregnant does strengthen the baby’s heart.
There’s my list. What have I missed? What would motivate you to keep moving when it would be so much easier to . . . not move.