My CrossFit Pregnancy

I decided that I had better write a post about my exercise during pregnancy before the hindsight goggles get too thick.  Twenty years from now, I will no doubt be telling stories about how I won an IronMan at 36 weeks gestation.

Let me start with a disclaimer:  Don't be an idiot.  Let me repeat that in case you didn't get it the first time, don't be an idiot...

"Lynne" at 7 Months Pregnant

This is MY story about MY pregnancy and MY opinions about exercise during pregnancy in general.  It is based on MY experience.  If you are 40 and pregnant with your first child with gestational diabetes and cervical incompetency, please don't attempt Fight Gone Bad; some light yoga or a walk in the park is probably more your speed.  If, on the other hand, you are a twenty-something, athletic individual who can't bear the thought of sitting still for the next nine months, I hope you find some inspiration or perhaps a sense of camaraderie in my story.

A Baby, a Backpack, and a Big Island

Okay, so not THE Big Island… but that's not really the point.  The Monster Family is going on vacation!  And, of course, we can't vacation like everyone else does.  That would be boring… and expensive.  We don't do expensive unless it's Lululemon.  

Here's the plan:  we are taking a military hop to Oahu with just ourselves, the little monster, and a backpack.  Yep, that's it.  And, did I mention, we plan to stay for an entire month?  That's right, one whole month of sand and salt water and SUN.