“She’s run a couple of marathons, I think”
Even with a gas & air pipe clamped between my teeth, I was able to correct my birth partner’s inaccurate knowledge of my running achievements & earned some further approving noises from the midwife in between the general encouragement. I also told her the story of how I found out and how I had kept fit & active during pregnancy. She & the other midwives were impressed, & assured me that I would be absolutely fine to do this if I was a marathon finisher. I was less convinced.
There’s a lot been written comparing pregnancy, birth and exercise, from the funny listicles to the fairly well-executed science analysing the effect on the body. Basically, marathons and childbirth are both difficult, painful, physically and mentally taxing, and require a decent period of recovery afterwards. This blog analyses it all quite well from a runner’s perspective, & gives a good comparison between tapering/late pregancy and the second wind at mile 25/second stage labour. Getting your breathing under control is key for both activities; struggling with this has let me down both in running and in labour. But visualisation and mantras have helped me for both too.
On balance – based on acute pain experienced & the ability to pack the whole thing in if required – I would much rather run a marathon than give birth. There were plenty of similarities:
- Copious amounts of Lucozade consumed (& then Lucozade-induced nausea)
- Sore muscles everywhere the day afterwards
- A fair amount of self-doubt, although marathon doubt is quite introspective, and like many labouring women I was quite vocal about wanting to give up IMMEDIATELY and go home
- Jelly babies & fruit pastilles that seem appetising beforehand but are THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING WORST when trying to chew and swallow them during the event
- Lots of affirmations & positivity from spectators who aren’t the ones putting the effort in
- Needing to pee but not wanting to take the time to do so
- When it’s finished, there is such relief you no longer have to keep going
On the other hand, there’s no medal at the end of birth (I did get some balloons), no post-event pub visit (there is tea), and it took a bit longer to recover from. I’ve heard of people being unable to walk properly for several days following a marathon but I’ve always been OK, with just minor to moderate DOMS. Five days after the birth, I walked a slow mile and had to rest afterwards. I’d been used to that gradual slowdown in late pregnancy but it still gave me the fear that I would never, ever recover properly from this.
Happily, each day got easier and despite the awful Glasgow weather, I have walked as much as possible. I now feel close to normal and am looking forward to starting a full postnatal exercise plan very soon.
However, the obvious difference between childbirth and marathons is that in spite of encouragement and mental strength, if you want to stop running a marathon half way through because it’s too difficult or painful, then you absolutely can.
I had a normal, uncomplicated delivery. This is what medical professionals keep calling it; I am fine with uncomplicated but it was not normal for me. It was scary and painful and at many points I did not feel at all in control of what was happening, despite all of the positive birth books and yoga breathing & other stuff I had done or read in the weeks leading up to it. I was praised for not showing up at the hospital until things were well under way, and that I must have a strong pain threshold. As I’ve been lucky enough to never have had a serious injury or illness, I have no idea what my pain threshold is. For now, it’s birth. I am no longer scared of anything, after the final few minutes of childbirth.
Despite the pain and fear, I am pleased that everything went OK and that all the science and data about good physical fitness leading to a quick and easy birth was the case for me. Active labour lasted about 6 hours, and the second stage was extremely short and took the midwives by surprise, who were both still getting their gloves on when the baby appeared. I had been determined to keep active and upright for as long as I could, which turned out well as when I did have to lie down for an examination, the overwhelming tiredness kicked in from being awake all night and I would have definitely stayed on the bed if no one had encouraged me to get up again. I didn’t react well to the encouragement but that’s quite normal, apparently, and things progressed very quickly from that point onward.
Obviously I kept my Garmin on throughout in order to record some good data. This is my 24 hour heart rate on the day:
It doesn’t look like I thought it would. The first 10 hours of this (including the lack of movement where the software thinks I was asleep) is labour, clearly showing my heart rate dropping and stabilising when I stopped wandering around the ward and got into the birthing pool (5:30am) and then a slight peak at 9am when the baby was born. The red peaks are caused by having a shower and walking to get dinner, which were the activities that increased my heart rate most as my physical fitness is now ruined.
This, for contrast, is the London Marathon 2019:
Aside from how I am too old to have a peak heart rate of 185, the physical effort looks greater and more consistent for a marathon, and I’d still rather run one.
Garmin data was backed up by the many vital signs checks that we both received over the next 24 hours. After a night in hospital, we were able to come home and a new normal is under construction. At this stage I can just about see how hobbies and interests can be pursued again at some point, and running seems easier than the gym at the moment so I’ll definitely start with that. My small collection of kettlebells and weights that are stashed in a corner of the baby’s room will also be put to use. At the moment, I have to eat and sleep when the baby sleeps, but fingers crossed that a few more weeks gives me the time and space to come back properly. I’m sticking to walks and healthy eating for now, but I have some summer race entries that will need a training plan…