There are obvious reasons to exercise during pregnancy: fewer aches and pains for mom, less weight gain, more energy, the list goes on. The stories of women working out until the day they went into labor are numerous. I did it with my two girls.
While anecdotal evidence is great, here we go into the science behind why exercise is so beneficial and recap findings by Dr. James F. Clapp III, an OB/GYN who followed more than 250 marathon runners through their pregnancies.
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I began lifting about six months before I became pregnant with my first daughter. Like many, I first got my hands on a bar through CrossFit. I loved how it made me feel — strong, capable, like I could conquer the world.
I progressed quickly, squatting 200 pounds and deadlifting twice my body weight. After turning my focus to Olympic lifting, I found out I was pregnant.
At my first doctor’s appointment, my doctor told me to continue working out and lifting. Then I sat down with the nurse to go over the plan for the next nine months. She handed me a folder of paperwork with nutritional guidelines, what to expect pamphlets and hospital information.
Then she told me that the doctor had told her that I could continue my workouts and lifting and that I should keep my lifts in the 10-pound range. When I told her my deadlifts were 20 times that amount, she begrudgingly said, “I guess you can lift 25 pounds.”
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On Sunday I was on cloud nine. I’d been making great progress toward my 200-pound squat goal — 160 for three sets of five, thank you. I had a decent Oly lifting session Saturday morning. Everyone had been napping and sleeping through the night, and I just felt good.
At lunch, I was babbling with excitement to my husband on how good it felt to feel strong again. I flexed my bicep in a joking manner and said, don’t I look strong?
His response: You do look strong. But you also look fatter.
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Dang, I haven’t posted in a while. I promised myself when I started this blog that I would post every week, and multiple times per week when I had the writing flow. But life is life and here I am posting for the first time in a month.
It’s after midnight here in Colorado. The girls are sleeping. My husband is sleeping. But there’s a heat wave and a thunderstorm approaching and my mind is going a million miles per hour. So I came downstairs to write.
This summer has been a whirlwind so far. At the end of June, I traveled to Orlando to attend a blogging seminar and came away with some amazing ways to make this blog better. I’ve dedicated much of the month of July to improving my SEO and backend menus and categories to make future publishing a breeze.
A couple of weeks later, I traveled with my girls to my hometown outside of Chicago to visit friends and family. While I was gone, my husband helped establish MamaLifts as an LLC and set up my accounting should I ever earn a dime off of this site.
I’ve been participating in blogging groups to learn all I can about the audience I hope to reach. I’ve learned about video and growing my social media presence. I’ve listened to hours and hours of podcasts on topics ranging from affiliate marketing to interviews with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Jerzy Gregorek.
But mostly I’ve been planning. Planning out my next moves with this blog, my training, and my kids.
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You can’t do this. You’re too old. You’re too young. You’re not strong enough. You’re not smart enough. You don’t know what you’re doing.
We’ve all had these thoughts and, chances are, we’ve let them hold us back at some point — in sports, in education, in careers, in relationships.
I know I have.
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