catherine's running efforts

I went with Eric to the gym tonight to try my new puffy-tummy swimsuit for the first time. I did about 25 minutes of back-and-forth kind of water jogging with the foam weights, and then I did regular swimming for 6 lengths. It was fun because I could see Eric every time I was on one side since he was on a treadmill overlooking the pool. There were also some triathletes doing laps, and a guy in the hot tub who kept trying to have arguments with people. 

The six lengths kicked my trash. Eric says it's because I'm spending too much effort on keeping myself out of the water (I'm afraid of getting the nasty pool water in my mouth). I'm going to work on it.

Eric and I went to the water aerobics class at our gym tonight. It was about how I thought it'd be cardiovascular-wise (not hard), but it was way harder than I thought it would be muscle-wise. Mostly because I have no arm muscles and we had to do this longish set of stuff with the foam weights. Sounds wimpy, but Eric has arm muscles and his arms got tired too.

Oh - at the beginning of the class the instructor asked how far along I was. It was weird because that was the first time someone who I didn't tell I was pregnant asked about it. I guess it really is obvious now. Or at least it is when I'm wearing a swim suit. 

The instructor had us check our six-second heart rates throughout the class, and she wanted me to keep mine in the 70% range (everyone else got to go up to 80%). No problem - mine (between 9 and 11 each time) never got over 60% (according to the chart that was near the pool). I blame the heart medicine, because Eric's in way better shape than I am and his was always a little higher throughout the class. It'll be interesting to see if the new low heart rate pays off for running after Baby comes.

And speaking of Baby, today we're at 24 weeks, so according to our doctor Baby could survive if born now. Hopefully she'll stay in for a lot longer (though I'm okay if she doesn't want to make me wait the whole 40).