One More Week

Today was my last work out of the week, and Monday will start my last week at the gym until after the Twins arrive. Technically I don’t HAVE to stop working out, my doctor didn’t assign me to bed rest or anything, I’m just so severely limited with the movements I can do comfortably it’s become pretty pointless to continue with CrossFit until after my recovery. That’s kind of the entire point of CrossFit vs everything else. Constantly carried movements. When I can do exactly five things with a barbell and all of my cardio is contained to the stationary bike, not exactly reaping the same benefits. Still good for me, I enjoy getting out of the house, and visiting with people but I can use my membership fees for other things in the up coming months as I prepare and recover.

So, I’m trying to mentally prepare myself for this. My workout schedule has been a HUGE part in controlling my mental circus, keeping my anxiety at bay and my moods stabilized. Cutting it out is going to be QUITE an adjustment, even if I do get up every morning and walk around the park with a battery of body weight movements, it won’t be the same. I’m more than slightly apprehensive about it, but I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. Not much that can be done about it, even if I did keep on keeping on at the gym with my five movements, the day would eventually come when my bump just gets too big to support.

I did get a pleasant surprise today, so even as apprehensive as I am, I will at least go out on a high note. Loading my bar during my movements this morning I managed to get a ten pound personal record. Which I wasn’t aiming for, I’ve tried to stay consistently at 75% of my max just so I don’t over do it, but after I finished my set and went to log my weight and reps in the computer (which keeps track of all of those nifty statistics for our gym. Yay technology!) the little gold star indicating a record popped up. Whoops. lol. It is at least encouraging to see that instead of just maintaining my strength I’ve managed to gain some along the way through this pregnancy. Even if it is only in a limited range of motion and muscle groups.

I’m actually pretty excited to see what happens after my recovery. If I’ve gained speed and strength during pregnancy, I should return right about where I left off before I started scaling for pregnancy. At least that’s my hope. Once again, I’ll just have to wait and see. There really isn’t anything that can be done to prevent any gains/losses I might have during the whole process.

Aside from the apprehension I have altering my workout routine, this song has been stuck in my head for days. lol. Both because it’s coming up on my last week at the gym, and because we’re counting down until the Twins’ arrival. No matter what I do I can’t get rid of it! I suppose it’s at least slightly appropriate.

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