10 percent to get things moving, 10 percent because it was such an awesome day, and 80 percent for the bragging rights.
I posted this photo to Facebook this morning and one of my friends joked that Baby Runs hit the snooze button. I can’t say I’ve been seeing any definite signs she’s coming soon. I’ll take solace in the fact that no one in the history of humans has been pregnant forever.
I missed running. This was the first time since May 14 that I actually strapped on my running sneakers and heart rate monitor. I stopped for 2 weeks in March with a hip problem, but in May it just felt daunting to go out and do what I was used to, so I switched to walking.
(Peaches will always be my baby, but she doesn’t make a great running partner.)
I went out for 20 minutes and ran 95% of the way.
I probably could have kept running, even just a little, over these past two months, but I don’t have regrets. I did what my body wanted me to do. I got on the scale this morning at 188 pounds for a total weight gain of 24 pounds since November.
Tony very grudgingly took these pictures after I went out without my phone. “What if you went into labor on the side of the road?!” He’s cute.
Any day now!