I can't say that I've ever been one to blog about the bad things in my life or what's bothering me, but today is just one of those days. Nothing has really gone wrong, I just feel blah! And it takes a lot for me to feel that way. My husband tells me that he wishes he could always see the silver lining like I do, but I'm just not seeing it much today.
I'm beginning to have trouble with my running. I'm 31 weeks pregnant, and I'm grateful that I've made it this far. I just can't seem to shake the feelings of "Where did the runner I used to be go?" I keep reading blogs and posts about how great everyone is doing and how much faster they are getting, but not me. Oh no...not Sheri. I just keep getting slower and slower. And I completely understand why I'm getting slower, and I'm okay with that. It's not right now that bothers me.
What bothers me is later. What if I can't ever get back to the runner I used to be? What if I can't speed up or lose the weight post-pregnancy? You see, it's not the present that scares me, it's the future. I keep thinking I have these lofty goals of coming back better than I was before, but I just don't know. Baby Chapman is going to take a lot of our time as parents, and that is what's more important to me.
I guess I just have to remember that every Mommy and Daddy need their 'me' time. I have some wonderful family who will be willing to let me go run for an hour or two while they spend quality time with their grandson or nephew.
This pregnancy has been one of the easiest things I've ever done. I'm still running, I haven't been sick AT ALL, and you can't tell I'm pregnant from behind. I have thoroughly enjoyed being pregnant, I must say. The only thing that bothers me is the road back to where I used to be. But, with perseverance and determination, hopefully I can do it.