Only a few weeks before I found out I was pregnant, I fell in love with trail running. I even signed up for a few races!
Then when I found out I was pregnant, for some reason I freaked out and decided not to delve into a new sport. Even though I got the all clear from my doctor to keep up my activity level, for some reason I just got scared!
Over the past few weeks, I’ve been pretty emotional (thanks hormones!), and I realized that I don’t have access to the vices that I once had to deal with a rough week (like wine, and many of my David’s teas). I’m just over four months into my pregnancy, so I have a little while to go! Time to tap into these emotions and figure things out.
I’ve been doing a decent job at looking at my emotions, feeling them, expressing them and dealing with them, but today, I was just sad and angry for no real reason that I could determine, so I decided to head out on a run just to see if that would have an effect.
And it did! I went out my usual way, down the neighbourhood roads that connect up to a beautiful forest path. It was a short run (28 mins total) but I feel SO much better! It felt good to pick up a sport that I really wanted to get into (lightly of course, don’t worry folks, I’m really good at listening to my body).
My anger and sadness turned into happiness and pride as I enjoyed the fall colours as I jogged on by. It make me think just how well in tune I am with my body, and I don’t have to be scared away from activities that I love as long as I feel good (no matter what anyone says, well apart from the doctor of course, will always listen to the doc!)