Yesterday it rained all day long. And it was glorious. We haven't had significant rainfall in months (dry season) and things were looking pretty brown; plus, I just love gray, rainy days. Maybe it's the break in the weather pattern or maybe it just feels cozy to me -- either way, I like it.
So in the evening, in a break between showers, I got out for a 3 miler, and it was the perfect weather out: cooler, still cloudy, with that delicious rain smell scenting the air. It was a nice run, and when I finished, I felt super fantastic.
In general, I still feel pretty good running. I'm way slower, for sure, and I don't get as many miles in a week (I've been averaging 12-15 per week lately), but for the most part I'm happy to get done what I get done. However, I do have to admit that this business of running while pregnant is harder than I thought it would be.
For one thing, I have now gained approximately 8 lbs, which is pretty average at this point, and while that's not much weight, on my frame, I can really feel the difference of carrying around those extra pounds while running. Especially since that weight is all out front in my belly and boobs.
Additionally though, running just wears me out more than it ever did before. It is probably because of my slightly elevated heart rate and increased lung capacity (which you would think would make running easier but I actually find myself somewhat short of breath); in many ways, just being pregnant is like exercise for your body, so adding regular exercise to the day can really wear a girl out. I finish my 3 milers and I feel as though I just ran 10.
Despite these aspects that make it harder, I still plan to continue with it for as long as possible simply because I believe that the benefits far outweigh the difficulties. But if I can feel the difference of lugging along 8 lbs now, I can ony imagine how things will be in a few months when I'm lugging far more weight!