My running is still treking along... perhaps not quite as "easy" as it once was, but I still get out there every day. I'm pretty lucky that I haven't had any aches and pains associated to "wide loads", a bit of siatic pain earlier on, but nothing really now, not even low back! Bladder control continues to be questionable (you just never know...), but I'm willing sacrifice that in the name of sport. My longest run this week was 18 km, and I think that is as long as they will get (if that...) for a little while now, but I comfortably run 12 - 15 km in an hour or just over... so I'll hope to carry on with those distances as long as I can. On my off days, I find the elliptical machine at the gym a great workout - sometimes after a long shift, it's a bit easier on my body then running.
With all that said, I give myself anxiety attacks when I think about how quickly this pregnancy has progressed! I have nine weeks left, which is INSANE! Aside from flying by, and feeling great (so thankful for that!), I actually feel pretty confident that I am baby ready in all the practicial ways (crib, stroller, car seat). And I see how things seem to wind down with the excitement of pregnancy and start to ramp up with excitement to meet this little one. I'm curious what he looks like... if he'll be smart (like his mom), athlete (like mom), good looking (like mom), multi-tasking (mom), confident (mom), hard-working (mom), talented (mom)... or maybe he'll be "special" just like his dad... who's to know.... Of course, he'll be perfect for us!
Here's a picture of my growing middle - which I've heard is "little" - well it sure doesn't feel little (and according to my uterus measurements, I've always measured exact to my dates). I guess we all carry babies differently. Please note - if you touch my belly, that means I am allowed to touch yours, it's all just so awkward, so let's not touch belly's.
This was last week at 30 weeks:
