With only 12 more weeks to go, I am optimistic that I will get through pregnancy with a minimal, if any, loss of fitness (it's not like I started at some amazing level or anything). I've been hiking, skinning up the mountain (and very slowly and carefully "safety gliding" down) and I think my heart will get through this in good shape and my quads might even benefit from the workouts with extra weight.
I realized the other day though as I was skinning up the mountain that my real challenge will be maintaining any modicum of fitness once the baby is here. It's not like I won't be able to take her out for walks or hikes and stay active. It's not like Ted won't be an amazing parent and facilitate some exercise time for me. Even then, I can imagine that it might be an incredible challenge. I can also imagine not really caring that much and being more focused on all things baby and no things personal self-care.
Hopefully I will surprise myself, just like I am currently surprising myself. And hopefully I will pull through and not need the size XXL clothes I am accumulating for my outdoor pursuits.
