Hump Day: You’re Next!

8 May

I must be getting old, because this pollen business is knocking me on my ass every single day.  Monday night I could not function at all.  I came home, took out my contacts and just lay prostrate on my bed begging the swelling of my eyes and the running of my nose to subside.  Claritin and a rainstorm later I am feeling a lot better.

Everyone is pregnant.  No really.  Everyone.  Yesterday J’s brother had the distinction of listening to his baby’s heartbeat for the very first time.  Let’s all say a collective, “Awwwwwwww.”  Gosh I remember how much I loved to hear that sound.  The girl was really slow and The Boy sounded like a freight train.  Our conversation this morning made me miss those pregnant moments.  I know I complain about feeling like shit during both of my pregnancies amid swollen ankles, being pregnant in my neck and arms, and feeling like I was on a boat 24 hours a day, but I remember that both of my pregnancies were special in their own way.  This made me think: “Do I want more kids?”  At first my answer is, “Hell No….I like taking a nap on Saturday while watching copious amounts of documentaries and drinking HOT coffee!” But there is a part of me that wants to give the whole, “Marriage and baby” thing another try, but biology will be my biggest hindrance.  I am 32 and I am not even close to being married and my son is not down with being a big brother to anything.  I don’t see myself really getting married again until after I hit 35 and then I want two years to enjoy my husband so that gives me around 37/38 to began gestating (lol).  Then we have to account for the fact I have uno tubo fallopian (ruptured ectopic in 2005) this may not all happen until I am 40.  Sheesh.  I read somewhere a few weeks back before Kim Kardashian got pregnant, she was going to put a few of her eggs on ice.  Slap me, but Kimmy K gave me an idea……I may just look into freezing my little eggos until the right time.

Training for my first half marathon is just……falling flat.  I did not get up early enough for what was supposed to be my long run, and I was only able to do 3.7.  This weekend I am going to make it a point to get up early enough so I can do a solid 6.  The other problem I am facing is pulling back my pace.  On my Saturday run, I kept a 9:50 per mile pace.  I was able to maintain, but isn’t that too fast for a half?  I just don’t want to fizzle out, so I am going to concentrate on slowing down and waking up in the morning so I can do the whole run.

One thing I did realize this Saturday is I need to invest in a sports bra.  I am not particularly heavy chested, but I noticed my thin bra strap chafed the hell out of my right shoulder.  Maybe I should add bodyglide to that list as well.

I am happy to have made if through half of the week, as this has been an emotionally and mentally tough week for me (put a pin in that) and I am just happy that God did not allow me to collapse under the stress.

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