Something weird happened with my left achilles this past week. I don’t know what I did in my run last Sunday, but ever since then I’ve had a tight, knotty spot in my left achilles. Normally, it just loosened through my short runs, but this past Friday, things didn’t go so well. It got tighter and tighter and hurt quite a bit until I was reduced to walking in my final 1.25 miles. Total bummer, but it’s not like I’m training for anything specific that requires consistent running, so not too big a deal.
Instead of running, I stretched the old legs out on the cross bike at Umstead with Alisha. We had a lot of fun these past two days putzing up and down the hills. I even rode for a whole 2 1/2 hours Saturday. I know…wow. What a long ride! Ha ha.
Today’s was just an hour and a half, but that’s not all I did today. I just got back from my first session of prenatal yoga. It was very nice. My lower back is way less tight now and I had the smallest belly in the room of five of us, barring the instructor, which had no belly whatsoever. I also have my eye on another session on Wednesday nights at another place that is taught by a yoga instructor who is also a doula. I’m looking forward to that.
My achilles is still tight, but better, so I think after a couple more days off running, I’ll probably be fine to continue. No rush, though. As long as I’m working out moderately and consistently, I’m satisfied and so is the nuggin.
Speaking of the nuggin, I found a ultrasound online that showed a 10 week fetus moving all over the place. It’s no bigger than a little plumb at this point, so women rarely feel anything. But then I read some comments from those who had felt the fluttery feelings that could be mistaken for less interesting digestive sensations for those who aren’t familiar with what to look for. So yesterday I laid down real quiet on the bed for a little bit taking note of that “4pm and I want to lay down now” sensation that is so common in the first trimester and when I was real relaxed and quiet and felt beyond the digestive tract noise, I really think I felt the tiniest fluttery feeling in there. I could be wrong, but it’s neat thinking that I was feeling the plumb-sized little nuggin move. Kind of comforting too.
I first felt movement when I was 12.5 weeks. Got pooh-pooh by some, but while it is similar to digestive stuff at that size, it is different (or, was for me). Felt like there was a goldfish in there; a flip or flutter of fins brushing from the inside. I didn’t feel him every day until I was 17 weeks. I also felt some Braxon-Hicks contractions at that stage when I rode my bike, even though I wasn’t showing yet. I think an athlete’s awareness is just different than the usual bear’s.
That is sooo much fun! I love all of that baby stuff. I felt Noah kick when I was 11 weeks or so. It did feel like butterflies. Now I think I just get kicked for no reason all the time! I can’t believe you train as much as you do! Good for you. I take the easy route and eat as my fourth event:) Good luck with the baby. I will be thinking of you:) I am 34 weeks now, so now much more, yeah!
Jenny