It kinda pains me to say it, but I think I'm all done with running for this pregnancy. My last run was nearly 2 weeks ago, at 27 weeks and some odd days, and even though I have hesitated to officially put the kibosh on it, I think I'm pretty much spent as far as the preggo running is concerned.
It's not as though this end has been abrupt; my running as of late has been sporadic at best, but I didn't want to say I was done when I felt like there were some days when running felt like good, comfortable exercise -- it just wasn't everyday. Now, though, the thought of running just doesn't feel feasible; although, I know it could be if I mustered up enough will-power, so really, I should say that the thought of running just doesn't seem appealing or comfortable right now.
I'm trying not to see this as any kind of defeat, and I'm especially fencing off the idea that I somehow failed to compete adequately with the running I did during my first pregnancy (I'm not in competition with anyone, not even myself) because, on the whole, this pregnancy has felt more exhausting than the first. And while I didn't run for as long as I did during my first pregnancy, I just have to accept that I did my best with it, and that I'll still remain active in the remaining 3rd trimester by walking daily and doing regular yoga. Neither of those activities really provides me with the same satisfaction as running does, but for now, they feel suitable.
On the whole, I just have to be thankful that I ran for as long as I did, and that I continue to be in good health and have enough energy to teach and chase after an active toddler. And who knows? Maybe a near-poopcident will prompt a few impromptu runs before this baby is born. Knowing me, and my bowels, it could very well happen!