Ok. So, I'm 29 weeks pregnant. Generally, in every day stuff, I don't expect people to do anything special for me because I'm pregnant...such as open the doors, etc. Perhaps, though, my awesome running buddies have spoiled me. They're always doing nice things to make things easier for my larger self. (Offering me chairs, offering to carry my bag, etc., etc.). I always jokingly tell them - "I'm pregnant, not disabled." Of course though, their kindness, in general, is super appreciated and admired.
That being said, what I definitely do NOT expect is what happened this morning at the gym. I'm walking up to the gym doors and another women is standing inside the first set of doors waiting to walk in to the second set of doors....She obviously and blatantly waits for me to come in so that I can open the door - for her! Why? Because ONE hand was in use to hold the handle of her rolling gym bag. Yes, her gym bag is on wheels and required one hand to pull. As a result, she waits for the pregnant woman to come open the door for her. Seriously?????
I completely understand someone waiting for a helping hand when their hands are full, etc. And normally, for just about anyone, if I beat them to the door, I hold it open for them. But - she had ONE hand on ONE handle and WAITED for the blatantly pregnant woman to open the door for her. So much so, that when I pulled open the door she actually started forward.
I admit - for the first time in my life - I was annoyed enough that I did NOT hold the door for her and wait for her to go in. In the locker room, that earned me a rather dirty look.
Am I crazy to be annoyed by this? LOL.
Anywhoodle - in other randomness, my stepmom Janette and my brothers Kevin and Ken started climbing Mt. Ranier yesterday...and if everything went well and the weather cooperated...they should have reached the summit this morning.
How amazing is that? Some day, I'd love to be in the kind of shape to do something like that. Totally different kind of training than for a half marathon.
Other randomness - I was totally excited when I finally found a box of mini-cliff bars at the grocery store. They are the perfect size for my random pregnant hunger attacks. I know, sad that is all it takes to make me happy for days. I get all happy again each time I eat one too. It's the little things.
Last bit of randomness - I permanently added a list of future races I intend to train for and complete post-baby birth to my blog on the right-hand side! I'm definitely ready to get back to training! My cardio shape is way below sucking at the moment. I'm sure the fact that my uterus is now the size of a basketball and pressing against my diaphragm has nothing to do with it. :)