Today, I had the urge to climb indoors. It was raining, cold, overcast and downright gloomy. It would have been a wet slog in the mountains if Joe and I would have went outside. So, on a day like today...gym climbing seemed like a perfect idea.
We go to the Cliffhanger in Richmond.
It was really fun. Now, the last time I was there (something like 3 months ago), before our trip to China and before the weather got nice (hence no reason to climb indoors), I was in the middle of my first trimester. I remember only climbing a little because I kept on throwing up. This time, I'm not throwing up (PTL) but I'm carrying a little bit more weight with me. It's actually pretty fun climbing with "baby white". I talk to him/her when I climb...we have little conversations about what kinds of things his/her mommy is doing: "Ok baby white, mommy is going to make a big move to a very high hold...hold on!"..."Baby, I wish you could see how high off the ground you are right now...you'd love it!"..."Mommy's got cha, mommy's got cha. Its OK. You are safe".
It felt good to move my body a bit. I never push it too hard...and I always stop when I'm tired. There are a couple important lessons that I am learning about being active while pregnant. First, it's important to listen to your body. When my body feels like climbing, running, swimming, etc...then I get out. When my body says, "No, you are tired...you need to rest" or "No, that joint feels weird...don't use it right now"...I just chill. Second, I don't have to prove anything. What other women do and don't do is not a motivation to "get active" or "just chill". Third, exercise is not about "looking good". This is not my motivation. I stay active because its fun and my body (including my mind) feels better because of it!
Anyway, all for now. Joe is well and he says "hi" (he just fixed the broken spoke on his bike that he mentioned in a previous post). His next project is to change his rear gear cassette to a 12-27 ratio in the back so he can climb more hills...whatever that means.