At 35 weeks pregnant, putting on pants feels like a workout. Fortunately, I’m still feeling good enough to make it to CrossFit twice a week and have been carving out time for a little prenatal yoga in my makeshift studio (the baby’s room). Actual workouts are a good thing. Pants on the other hand… meh.
Tuesday and Friday: Prenatal yoga
I haven’t been sleeping much lately (no more than 1-2 hours at a time, which is making for a very delightful and pleasant Elizabeth), and nearly nodded off during savasana both days. With so much floating around in my brain (a recent sampling: trying to get as much work done as possible before going on leave, trying to avoid googling various pregnancy symptoms, attempting to locate my keys, wondering), the quiet time yoga affords has been both challenging and exactly what I need. The stretch feels good, too.
Thursday: 2014 WOD at CrossFit Southie
Nick and I rang in New Year’s Day at CrossFit Southie with lots of rowing and modified burpees. And then I ate a donut. Real talk. Also: I like that the baby got a shout out on the whiteboard.
Saturday: CrossFit in the cold
My face nearly froze off on our way to the gym Saturday morning, but after being snowed in, it was good to get out of the condo. All that rowing warmed me right up.
WOD: 1000m row, 30 pull-ups, 20 front squats, 10 wall climbs, 20 front squats, 30 pull-ups, 1000m row
I wasn’t sure I could hang for the full 2000m, and scaled the first row to 850m. By the time I got on the rower for the second time, though, I knew I could finish out a full 1000m. I scaled the pull-ups to jumping pull-ups and the wall climbs to elevated push-ups using a racked barbell. No donut this time.
I hope you all had a lovely weekend! I spent equal time napping, wrapping, and celebrating with family. Did I mention napping? As the third trimester has me slowing down a bit, I have adopted Clark’s preferred schedule lately: sleep as much as possible. And then eat snacks. And then go back to sleep.
I’ve been on the hunt for the perfect pair of slippers and after much searching, found this sparkly and furry pair at Target. They are so cozy that I didn’t mind risking identity theft. Just kidding. Kind of
I had every intention of going to CrossFit Southie with Nick on Saturday morning, but found myself craving a bit more sleep. Clark was happy to keep me company.
By Sunday morning, I was ready to get a move on, and set up a makeshift yoga studio in the baby’s room. I love the Daily Burn’s prenatal yoga app (available for iPad), and got a great 40 minutes of stretching in.
I picked up this “thinking happy thoughts” shirt at Old Navy a while back, and it’s still juuuuust big enough to fit over the bump. I sort of love it.
I overdid it on the bubbles (per usual), and gave our bathtub a giant bubble butt. I crack myself up. Get it… crack…
You know how I feel about sparkles, and have been adding glittery bows to every package I wrap. Things were getting a bit tangled around here, so I dug into our cabinets for a suitable corral for all that ribbon. This is probably not what bundt pans are for, but it did the trick.
While I slacked a bit on the crossfitting, our elf went to work on his kettle bell swings. You can find your own one pound baby bell, incidentally, at babykettlebell.com.
I like wrapping presents almost as much as I like giving them. Almost.
I saved the best for last. If you were born in the early 80’s (1980’s, just in case that warranted clarification), loved PBS, and celebrate Christmas, you just may remember the most amazing holiday movie of all time: The Muppet Family Christmas. And maybe your parents taped the movie for you when it first aired in 1987, and then you and your siblings watched it so many times that the VHS broke. Or you mistakenly thought something cooler came along (wrong) and taped over it (tragedy). And then… you talked about this movie, and how it was impossible to find the original (You could find a weird edited version, yes… but hello, we want to see the Muppets watch family movies of themselves as Muppet babies. Duh.) every single Christmas. Welp. My husband found the real deal and ordered DVDs for me and my three siblings. It is a Christmas miracle almost as miraculous as the actual Christmas miracle. And if you’ve seen the movie, you know I am not exaggerating.
I love the work that I do (and I know I am lucky to have such a fulfilling career). I love connecting with likeminded folks around the country. I like seeing new places, and understanding how things are done elsewhere. I enjoy room service and small shampoos. But I don’t love air travel. It might be the claustrophobia (something I didn’t know I suffered from, until I realized all the places where I’ve either fainted or nearly fainted in recent memory– namely: an overcrowded T car, the exam room at the vet, and an overstocked, overdecorated bookstore– are remarkably alike in their lack of an open escape route), but I just don’t like flying.
I spent most of last week in Michigan, and will be headed back there in a couple of weeks (my last trip before the baby arrives!). As I search for flights, I can’t help but wish there was an app for teleportation.
While that’s in development (maybe?), I’ve got a few apps that make travel a bit more bearable. Some help organize travel information, while others help pass the time between the beverage cart (ginger ale, no ice) and landing.
My favorite travel apps:
App in the Air: App in the Air is great for keeping track of travel plans, flight times, and other important details. I tend to be a paper and pen person (I remember things so much better when I write them down, like… in my own handwriting), but I try not to lug my 16lb. day planner through security. Having all my flight information in my phone gives me great peace of mind, and the tips from fellow travelers about various airports are helpful too. Though the app is free, you can make in app purchases to check in directly from your iPhone, etc.
Uber: Available in 50 cities and 20 countries (click here to see if they operate in your area), Uber provides on demand car service — perfect when you need to get to a meeting or event. We often use UberX or Uber Taxi in Boston, especially when traveling to the airport at the crack of dawn (taxis can be a bit unreliable). I wouldn’t say I travel to the most glamorous locales (did I tell you about the time I went to Texas and my hotel shared a driveway with a “gentleman’s” club?), so knowing that I can safely hail a cab from inside a building makes me (and those who would prefer I didn’t get kidnapped) happy. All of your trips are logged in your Uber dashboard, making it easy to keep track of expenses. I find that taking an UberX is cheaper than most cab rides, and the service on all Uber rides has been fantastic. The app allows you to get a quote before you ride, gives you the option to split a fare, and all payment is processed through your smartphone. If you sign up for an Uber account using this link, we both get $10. #freemoney #sortof
Beautiful Belly Prenatal Yoga by Daily Burn: While I have approximately 9 million fitness apps on my phone and iPad, Beautiful Belly has been getting the most attention lately. I used the app twice while in Michigan, in a little corner of my hotel room… and used the ottoman cushion as a prop. Available exclusively for the iPad, this app includes full length first trimester yoga videos for free, with the option to purchase a series for second and third trimesters for $4.99 each (or $6.99 for the full program — a steal when you consider how expensive in studio classes can be). All videos are led by Briohny Smyth and are specifically tailored for safe, healthy yoga practice while pregnant. This app is the perfect complement to a regular prenatal yoga practice (since our bodies do weird things when we’re pregnant, I do recommend taking an actual class or two with a certified prenatal instructor before going off on your own). I can’t get enough.
Infinite Storm: Having lived in the city for years, I have trouble sleeping without a bit (or a lot) of noise. At the same time, unfamiliar noise keeps me awake. I’ve become dependent on Infinite Storm when traveling, whether for quick naps on the plane or for falling asleep in hotel rooms. While you can pay for extra noise (that strikes me as funny), the free version has served me quite well. I usually opt for “wind” (essentially white noise) or “storm classic” and set the timer to an hour.
Next Issue: I have a magazine problem. I subscribe to several, and never manage to read them all before the next issue arrives. When I travel, I tend to grab a magazine at the news stand, only to end up leaving it in the seat back pocket by mistake. Not only do subscriptions add up, those piles of paper tend to stack up too. I recently discovered Next Issue and have happily cut down on clutter and subscription costs. For $9.99 a month (the first month is free), you have access to over 100 magazines, both current and back issues. The only disappointment I’ve encountered so far: Martha Stewart Living is not available (which is kind of a travesty). Martha aside, the app has provided a great way to try new magazines and enjoy the digital editions of old favorites. It’s available on the iPhone and iPad (reading is much more fun on the iPad). You can learn more about Next Issue by visiting their website.
In other news, it was a lovely fall weekend in Boston. I feel like, lately, I am doing whatever is the opposite of nesting– running around from one thing to the next, spending as much time as possible with family and friends, and enjoying how wonderful I’ve been feeling recently. The third trimester is just around the corner, though, and I have a feeling the urge to nest isn’t far away either. In the meantime, I love being about chase Clark around the park, watch my niece climb and slide and swing at the playground, and catch up with friends in and around the city.
Clark has taken to pawing down various blankets and pillows, making himself little thrones throughout the house. If he had has own credit card, I imagine one of his first purchases would be a La-Z-Boy recliner. Or a giant tub of cheese balls.
‘Tis the season to break out the legwarmers. I wore one of my favorite pairs (complete with little heel openings) to prenatal yoga on Saturday afternoon, and for a nice walk through Charlestown with my pal Alyson on Sunday. While I do not care for most things fall, I do like being cozy. And looking like a jazzercise instructor.
My Project Xbulldogs and barbells tee has gotten a bit too snug. Thankfully, their stickers are one size fits all. They make really fun, limited edition gear. I heard Bob Harper was wearing one of their tees in last week’s Biggest Loser episode. Cool enough for Bob? Cool enough for me.
Speaking of cool, this little miss is off the charts.
Tina‘s recent posts about English muffin pizzas got me craving one of these childhood favorites. While I am still limiting gluten, my pregnancy m.o. has been if it sounds good… eat it. Within reason. Mostly.
Few things make me laugh harder than when infomercial actors get fake-injured doing simple tasks. After I chopped a bunch of vegetables for the week’s salads, Nick suggested I film an infomercial for my “2 minute, fail proof salad creation system.” My draft script currently includes losing a thumb, spilling lettuce into some obscure place (like my shoe), and falling off a ladder (which I climbed in an effort to retrieve my 1970’s salad spinner… naturally).
I’m normally none too pleased to see September and fall arrive, but National Yoga Month is something I can get behind. As my body seems to get bigger (and less graceful) by the minute, I have fully embraced prenatal yoga. It’s been the perfect compliment to CrossFit and has really helped quiet my brain, which is going a mile a minute these days with nonsense like, Did I remember to feed Clark? Where did I park the car? Did I take my vitamins? What iiiiiissss a breast pump? Where is my wallet? What was I just doing? To be fair, I’m thinking about important things too. Sometimes.
I always leave my mat thinking, “This was exactly what I needed.” Yoga provides me with a much needed time out from the noise, the worry, the stress, and the busyness of life. I’m finding myself craving that quiet more and more, and look forward to unrolling the mat, cranking up some weird ambient music, and zoning out at the end of the day.
For those who can’t make it to a studio, I highly recommend browsing online for a podcast or video that suits your mood and style. I recently found a great series of prenatal yoga videos on YouTube. The instructor (who is fabulously pregnant and has a British accent… so I automatically love her) says really affirming and soothing things like, “You’re making room for more air to feed you and your baby.” Everything is a bit more gentle and a bit more slow. In other words, it’s perfect. Still, there’s nothing quite like a great studio class, so I’m also very much looking forward to the four week prenatal yoga series being offered by Bodywaves Therapeutic Massage in the North End later this month. Mostly so I can grill other mothers-t0-be about maternity yoga pants.
My m.o. for the next few months: The more namaste for this baby, the better.
Looking to celebrate and share your OM? Check out these Yoga Month opportunities, courtesy of Athleta: