I am facing a bit of a mystery these days…well not really a mystery, but definitely something strange. It’s likely just a sign of my less-than-preferred physical shape, but I’ve noticed lately that after a good workout or run, my butt cheeks kind of feel like they’re twitching! Nothing serious, I don’t think anyone would be able to visually notice, but just little surface twitches, almost an electrical sensation. Totally weird. I noticed it after my stroller boot camp classes and then last night after my run. Strange.
Anyhow, feeling bad that I’m gaining a bit too quickly this pregnancy, I decided to do something about it so I went for a nice little run before dinner. While I’m still sort of getting my running legs back again, I don’t want to push the distance too much so I’m just doing little 3-5 km runs.
Last night I did my usual route and while I was running I was thinking I should name it the “Willoughby Wiggle”. Willoughby because that is the name of my neighbourhood and Wiggle because that’s what I think I do when I run these days!
So here’s the results of last night’s Willoughby Wiggle:
Total distance: 3.4 km
Total time: 24:45
Average pace: 7:17/km
It was a short little run, but I actually ran it a bit faster than the last few runs. Yay for small victories! While I was running last night, and it was a beautiful night for a run I might add, I was reminded of the importance of regulating your breathing. When I’m slightly out of shape, that nice regular rhythmic breathing doesn’t come naturally and I tend to kind of breathe whenever. But, I was trying to keep it steady last night because it makes such a difference. A nice steady breathing pattern helps me focus, seems to help me stay a bit stronger and not wimp out and most importantly, helps my avoid getting any weird stitches or cramps which I find more common during pregnancy runs.
Anyhow, it was a good night and I even came home and had just one small helping of chicken and made up the rest in my favorite salad. I’m a self-proclaimed salad-hater but I actually DO have a favorite salad. Yum.
Okay, gotta go get cleaned up and ready to go to boot camp. Hmm, now where did Marcus crawl off to?
I am facing a bit of a mystery these days…well not really a mystery, but definitely something strange. It’s likely just a sign of my less-than-preferred physical shape, but I’ve noticed lately that after a good workout or run, my butt cheeks kind of feel like they’re twitching! Nothing serious, I don’t think anyone would be able to visually notice, but just little surface twitches, almost an electrical sensation. Totally weird. I noticed it after my stroller boot camp classes and then last night after my run. Strange.
Anyhow, feeling bad that I’m gaining a bit too quickly this pregnancy, I decided to do something about it so I went for a nice little run before dinner. While I’m still sort of getting my running legs back again, I don’t want to push the distance too much so I’m just doing little 3-5 km runs.
Last night I did my usual route and while I was running I was thinking I should name it the “Willoughby Wiggle”. Willoughby because that is the name of my neighbourhood and Wiggle because that’s what I think I do when I run these days!
So here’s the results of last night’s Willoughby Wiggle:
It was a short little run, but I actually ran it a bit faster than the last few runs. Yay for small victories! While I was running last night, and it was a beautiful night for a run I might add, I was reminded of the importance of regulating your breathing. When I’m slightly out of shape, that nice regular rhythmic breathing doesn’t come naturally and I tend to kind of breathe whenever. But, I was trying to keep it steady last night because it makes such a difference. A nice steady breathing pattern helps me focus, seems to help me stay a bit stronger and not wimp out and most importantly, helps my avoid getting any weird stitches or cramps which I find more common during pregnancy runs.
Anyhow, it was a good night and I even came home and had just one small helping of chicken and made up the rest in my favorite salad. I’m a self-proclaimed salad-hater but I actually DO have a favorite salad. Yum.
Okay, gotta go get cleaned up and ready to go to boot camp. Hmm, now where did Marcus crawl off to?