As I attempt to kick back into maintenance mode for my pregnancy, I've been thinking about the various stages I went through in this past year as I tweaked and adjusted my plan. I'm proud of myself. Damn proud.
So many baby steps added up, so many good decisions turned me to greater ones. And throughout all the times of self-doubt, I pushed through and trusted the process. And I'm so thankful to find myself in a much healthier state for the upcoming baby! That's been my main motivation all along after last year's miscarriage: I want a strong, healthy body to carry a baby full-term, and continue to be active and healthy as a new mommy. 
I wasn't really ready for exercise immediately after the miscarriage, not physically and definitely not mentally. These things take time; I was in emotional and physical pain, and needed to do some mourning. But eventually I got off my duff and started walking. I pushed my walking further and further until one day I actually felt like picking up the pace. Not because I felt I had to, but because I wanted to. I couldn't last very long with a jog, but I could go back and forth between walking and jogging, doing a little more each day until I realized I'd worked my way up to a non-stop quarter of a mile.
I started the C25K program early this year and was really enjoying the fact that I was able to push myself. I ended up tweaking the program a bit and shortening the running time for various reasons. And when I found out I was pregnant, I decided to take a break from the jogging. I won't be able to see my OB-GYN to get advice for another month, but I personally feel that even though I've already been doing this for a few months, it's best for me to concentrate on lower impact for now. So instead I'll be continuing to walk; I've also been doing water jogging with aqua dumbbells.

Note: the following happens within the setting of a weight loss meeting, in which I am one of the leaders.
Anyway, I'm still very proud of my overall progress, but especially with my ability to get more active. So at this week's meeting, it was my turn to host a program and I was excitedly talking about how far I went with the jogging before deciding to take this break, and right away another member snaps, "You're better off walking." And I basically got the whole spiel that jogging is a waste of time, that I'm only gonna hurt myself, and that it doesn't burn any more calories than walking anyway. Uh, come again?
Others said flat out that I'm too heavy to be jogging at all (I was in the 220's when I first tried the jogging and am currently at 212). Now granted, this was coming from members that have been less successful than me, and I'm hoping I don't come off as having a big ego by wondering if their "advice" has more to do with me being some kind of threat.
While I'm not claiming that jogging is the ultimate cure-all exercise for elitists everywhere, I was thoroughly enjoying my time with it and felt as if I was being shamed and even attacked for daring to even mention that I was doing it. And I try really hard to not be sensitive about these things anymore, but maybe these pregnancy hormones are already messing with me? When I mentioned I was already taking a break from the jogging anyway because guess what, I'm finally pregnant, I suddenly got told that now I need to keep going with the jogging and shouldn't stop, the same jogging that was supposedly so pointless and even unhealthy for me before. 
I'm sorry, but I think I just needed to vent. I'm not listening to their advice, especially when I wasn't asking for it in the first place. All I was trying to do was share my success. Way back when I was at my highest weight several years back, I could barely walk from one end of the room to the other. I see members like that now and I want them to know there's a way out. And if they're not ready, they're not ready; I've definitely been there and can totally understand that. The meetings are a positive experience overall; I just wish certain people wouldn't try to counter and nitpick every little thing I say these days.

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and cut loose when they start in. 
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and tell you again how excited I am with your happy news!!! 
Nor did I even suggest to anyone that they should run, period! It was more that if you set your sights on something that appeals to you, you can take steps to make it happen. I certainly wasn't able to run a quarter mile on a whim one day. Heck, I couldn't even run a full five seconds on one of my early attempts. They never saw me at my highest, but I've often brought up how I honestly believe I was on my way to being wheelchair-bound. I was in so much pain and so out of breath that I just wanted to hide out from the world (and just keep on eating). 
And the added woosh will be bonus. 