August comes to a close in just a few short days. I can
hardly believe it. With September on the horizon, soon I will be saying, “baby
is due next month”. It’s felt so far away for so long. It’s still a number of
weeks yet (I’m 32 weeks along as I write this), but the anticipation and
waiting is almost over with. Soon we’ll meet this tiny human.
I’ve mentioned before that my goal was to run through at
least May and play the summer by ear, knowing the heat might be a problem, or
just the stage of pregnancy. Here we are on Aug 28th, and I’m still
running. I think I achieved my goal!
I think the lesson here is to never sell yourself short and
to be flexible. It’s always important to check in regularly with reality and be
willing to adjust a goal. If you don’t then you run the risk of your end result
being completely out of alignment with your expectations. Sometimes reality
says, “This is too much for you; back off.” This was my 2014. I was overdoing
it and realized I needed to downgrade a planned marathon to a half marathon or
risk burnout or injury. I adjusted the goal, so when I reached the finish line
in Calgary, I was elated rather than deflated. But often reality says something
a little different: “Actually you’re way more badass than you think; you can and
should absolutely do more, safely.” This has been the case this summer. I find
that running through this pregnancy journey I’ve been constantly reassessing
and surprising myself with what I can do. I feel I’ve challenged myself the
right amount because I’ve been honest with what my reality is.
The difference might be the nature of the goal I set. For
example, when the goal is to complete a distance event, the roadmap for getting
there is to ensure base mileage is completed, and long runs reach a certain level.
For a time-based goal, certain speed and power workouts are also essential to
that roadmap. But when the goal is to remain active for fitness and
mental/physical well-being, the roadmap isn’t as clear. There are many paths
one can take to reach the same summit. Whether I run there, walk there, swim,
dance, yoga it up the mountain, all methods will take me there. When I first designed the map, I assumed
running wouldn’t be a huge part of the journey. But being my favourite sport,
I’ve prioritized running and have pleasantly surprised myself with its
continued prevalence in my journey.
Don’t get me wrong – pregnancy hasn’t been all roses and
sunshine. It’s been difficult. And I have to also clarify that running isn’t always
amazing and easy, even for someone like me who’s been proudly running for years
now. It’s often sucky and hard even when I’m not pregnant. Running is difficult
by nature, and I think that’s why I love it so much. You need to be driven to
succeed in this sport. Reaching a finish line wouldn’t be such an achievement
if the road there wasn’t incredibly hard.
Pregnancy adds a whole other list of challenges to the
already difficult sport of running…The added weight. The reduced lung capacity.
The increased heart rate. The nausea. The achiness. The overactive bladder. The
shortened stride. The waddly gait. My list could go on and on for miles of
complaints. But neither running nor pregnancy was designed to be easy, and Zahida
was certainly not designed to let challenge get in her way.
Being able to run in spite of the added challenge of
pregnancy has been incredibly empowering. It’s been tangible proof that I can
do anything. A woman’s body is strong, capable, and grows life. My body
continues to amaze me daily – no matter how it’s changed over the last
7.5months, I have been able to remain consistent and true to myself in my
sport. Now matter how difficult a workout feels during, I continue to feel
great after, and I continue to crave the next workout. This is the reward or
the reinforcement I need to know I’m doing the right thing for my body. This is
the evidence of my character I need for the endurance event of my lifetime
that’s around the corner – bringing my child into the world.
The last week or so of running has been super awesome, but
not without challenge! On Aug 19th, I participated in a free 5K
event coinciding with Kits Fest at Kitsilano Beach. The run was organized by
the Vancouver Marathon Society and just happened to land on my friend Monica’s
birthday. We ran together and had a blast. While part of me wasn’t thrilled
that it took me 39minutes to complete the distance (my slowest 5km since I was
a beginner), to put it into perspective, that’s really not that slow for being
31-weeks along at the time. There were certainly a couple of incline /
challenging sections that required me to walk.
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Pre-run selfie - getting ready to run! |
One of my favourite moments of the experience was in the
pre-run moments where we were all milling about and socializing and two ladies
approached me. They saw my belly and asked if I was planning on walking the
event like they were. I told them that no, I was planning to run, and they were
surprised and genuinely appreciative of my response. We saw each other on the
course, as there was a small out and back section, providing a lovely moment of
cheering each other on. I hope that in some way I inspired them a little.
Runners truly do come in all shapes, sizes, and abilities. Round is one of
them.
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With Monica at the finish line! |
I continued to feel awesome for hours after the run. The
problem was that I ignored reason and later that same day went for a long walk
with a friend. I wore my Polar M200 watch all day, which in addition to the GPS
tracker for my runs, it also has a built in step-counter to track all other
activity I do if I choose to wear the watch beyond my runs. I was so caught up
enjoying the conversation that went along with the walk, that I didn’t realize
that in addition to running 5km, I walked another 9km between this walk and
other errands I got up to that day. My abdominal area was very achy that
evening. I felt better with rest so I knew I didn’t do anything harmful. But
one doesn’t want to be achy! Of course fear set in that the reason for my
achiness was the 5km of running, rather than the fact that I covered 16km of
distance over the course of the day. Were my running days now over? Of course
not, but the doubt set in nonetheless.
My next run after Kits Fest didn’t happen until the
following Tuesday. The plan was to go for a run at the track after work. But it
was a really hot day and one where I didn’t get a lot of movement in my day
until I arrived at the track. I arrived to heavy legs and very swollen ankles.
I found running extraordinarily challenging as I could only make it around the
track one time before I had to take a walk break. So I did a total of 4km that
day, running 5 x 400m laps one at a time with 5 x 400m walk break laps in
between (10 laps total). This of course was a much much slower workout still to
what the Kits Fest 5K was given that I literally walked half the distance. I
knew that this was because of the hot weather and swelling but it was a
challenging run coming on the heels of an achy post-run experience after Kits
Fest. So it left me a little worried again. Now are my running days over? Again
the answer was “of course not” as I knew full well why this run was
challenging. I’ve made the decision now that I will only run in the morning. Swollen
ankles are OK for slow walking, but not for anything athletic!
My next run after that was my most recent run – this past
Saturday. I returned to the track first thing in the morning with fresh legs
and had a great workout. In fact, perhaps because the previous workout was so
challenging, this run felt remarkably easy. I was able to complete my 5km in
just over 36 minutes. I felt empowered and now I’m contemplating what’s next. I
took this picture of my perspective looking down at the track and find it quite
funny; I really had to stick out that foot to see it!
I’d love to participate in the Eastside 10K (run 5k, walk
5k), but it’s sold out so I’m hopeful I can find someone who wants to transfer a bib to me. Then
there’s the inaugural North Van Run 5K on Oct 1st. I’m confident in
my ability to do both of these events, even if I end up walking more than I
run.
I'll keep you posted!
Love love love and hugs to you. That was such a fun 5k! Who cares how fast or slow? We ran together, sweat together and generally did awesome :)
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