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Sweat Like A Mother!

16 Nov

“SLAM,” aka “Sweat Like A Mother,” is the motto for the Stroller Strong Moms group in Savannah. And this class is no joke. Especially after only being 10 weeks post-partum. But it is 100% worth it! I haven’t felt this kind of soar in literally almost an entire year. I got pregnant  in the middle of December of last year, and the crossfit/training routine I had gotten into down at Ft. Benning was abruptly overtaken by squats in front of the toilet and projectile vomit. Not pretty…I know. By the time my second trimester hit, I had already been “out” for 15 weeks and my belly was larger than your average 15-weeker. But I began working out again, going for “trots,” and attending spin and yoga classes on post. By 20 weeks I had ended my leisurely runs as my already swollen pelvis puffed up even larger due to the mix of bouncing and belly weight. *I think it was around this time that  my husband and I adopted the name, “BOB,”-Big Ol’Belly- for my growing stomach.* I was still determined to keep on working out so I stuck with spin and yoga…until I almost passed out during yoga. Note to preggies…the up and down motions of yoga will get you very light headed. Maybe prenatal yoga would have been better? Oh well, next time 😉

So that’s where it ended. Walks around the block were about as active as I got from here until the end of my pregnancy. Needless to say, it has been a hot minute since I have done anything intense. Except for give birth. That was intense. And painful. And I’m still recovering. Physically. Emotionally. I want to find that damn stork and ask him why he didn’t drop off my 8lb 11oz baby with a 15-inch dome piece. Seriously dude, help a sister out! I’m counting on the stork for my next delivery. If he is not there I’m learning how to hunt. True story.

Ok…enough of that bitter rant.

It’s been awhile since I got a good workout in. At exactly 6-weeks post-partum, we went for a family run. Husband, baby, baby jogger, Edel and Paisley, and me-the overly ambitious, cup is half-full, psh…I got this!…kinda person.

Welp…I don’t got it. Or at least I didn’t. I never in my life have struggled so much with running ONE measly mile. It was terrible. Thank goodness I was pushing the baby jogger because at least I had something to hold onto before I started my downward spiral into the cement. Thankfully, this didn’t happen. But I thought it would. It was crazy how much pregnancy changed well, everything. I had taken time off before from working out, but it was always somewhat easy to pick up where I left off. I had to remind myself that my body had in fact changed in order to carry and deliver a child and unfortunately, some things where not in the same place as I left them a year ago.

I have pushed myself and continued running, trying to add miles here and there. I even did a 10k at eight weeks post-partum down in Columbus. Don’t be fooled though, I did not run the whole thing. And I only pushed the BOB for the photo opps 😉

 Mama P. however, did. She gave birth to her little Sweet P. only four weeks before me and she pushed that BOB like a champ. She even continued I to impress my husband, Uncle Kev and I as she walked AND fed her sweet girl during the race while I was struggling to catch my breath! Mad props to Mama P!

Which now leads me to the title of this post (about time, right)? Mama P. told me about Stroller Strong Mom’s, as it was started at Ft. Benning. Alexa, the instructor, PCS’d to Ft. Stewart (yay) and started this group up again out here. I decided to give it a try for the first time this week. I was not disappointed.

I LOVE this group. It incorporates cardio, plyo’s, and strength and resistance training all while working-out with your bebe. The first day I even had to pull-over and feed my hungry little food monster at the beginning of class and I felt completely comfortable. We were all moms. With babies. Even when Jax cries and I’m doing suicides across the tennis courts, Alexa, or another mama is there to help soothe my little guy. It is an amazing atmosphere and an intense work-out! The kind I LOVE and crave! I come home feeling sore EVERYWHERE. And yes, I literally do, “Sweat…like a mother!” This group has given me a whole new motivation and excitement towards getting back in shape. And the best part really is getting to enjoy this whole experience with my handsome, little, stud muffin. And sweating like a mother 😉

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