Something I have been dealing a bit with lately is perspective. Whether it’s a good or bad thing is a different story – right now, it just is. Let me explain…..
No matter what is going on your life, the way you approach it – aka, your perspective – is what is going to get you through it. A friend texted me a few days ago, sharing with me she ran 3 miles without stopping once. We had been talking about this as her goal for quite sometime, and she broke over the hurdle and accomplished it. She followed up the text with “it meant a lot that a super fast runner supported her running 3 miles”. I told her this was all a matter of perspective. She has just started her running journey, and should be very proud of her huge accomplishment, regardless of what anyone thinks. She set a goal, went after it, and achieved it, plain and simple. (If you are wondering, heck yes I am proud of her accomplishment!! I was sooo thrilled to receive the text!)
The more I think about perspective, the more I see it pouring over into certain areas of my life. Ever since I started this blog, I have been pretty consistent with my posting schedule. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, there is always a post up. However, in the past few months, it hasn’t been happening that way. My 3x a week posts have dwindled to 2x mostly, and may not even be on my usual days. This used to really bother my at times, but I have been significantly more laid back about it. I’ve had a lot going on in my life, and of course there are the days that I just don’t feel like posting. Instead of making this mean something, I just let it be. I’ve changed my perspective a bit, and feel so much better now that I have. If I don’t have something interesting or thought-provoking to write about, then I’m not going to – no big deal.
Most of all, I am learning to gain a brand new perspective on my exercise while pregnant. Instead of looking at paces which are much much slower than I am accustomed to running, I cherish it. I GET to run right now. There are plenty of people who aren’t even able to run through pregnancy. Who knows, at some point in this journey, I may be one of those people. Until that point, I am going to continue to run, no matter how fast or slow, and enjoy every step. Exercise is something I am able to do both for myself and for Baby Baum. I feel better after, and I know I am taking care of myself in the process.
Some people may see a pregnant person running and immediately judge them for not taking care of the baby. What they may not ask is what that runner was doing before they were pregnant. For me, I was running 30-40 miles a week no problem. I’m pretty sure the 10-12 miles per week I am running now are really no big deal. They are do far more good for my body than bad.
It’s all about perspective.