Wednesday ramblings and a race recap

Do you ever have weekends that are so busy that you need another weekend to recoup from the first? That’s definitely me. And as I write this on Tuesday night, I STILL need a recovery weekend! Monday is certainly no way to ease into the work week, if you ask me. I was so pooped Monday night that I conked out on the couch for 2.5 hours. I never nap in the evenings, and since I’m such a light sleeper, I have to be in a very quiet place when I sleep. Not so yesterday evening… hubby had the TV turned up loud, but I was out like a light once I got my pillow and blanket.

Have I mentioned reason #782384 why I love my husband? Thursday night, I was lamenting about how I wanted to run a 5k on Saturday, but I would be the “slowest and fattest person there,” which I knew wasn’t true, but man, I sure felt like it at the moment. He listened to me complain, and then politely told me to stop whining, he knew I really wanted to race, and to go and sign up because he knows I’ll regret it if I don’t. I love this man! He always gives me the push that I need to just get over myself and go for it!

So Saturday morning, I raced in the Take 5 in the Garden 5k. That’s a tough course regardless; being pregnant and feeling like walking up the stairs is a chore made it worse. But I got out there, and I’m so happy I did it – Saturday was beautiful and sunny, a gentle breeze, so me and 1200 of my closest friends tackled Garden of the Gods, a ridiculously hilly course. But I had a lot of fun, and finished in 38 minutes which I think is a great time regardless of being prego and taking it easy! I’d be happy with that time even if I wasn’t knocked up!

My neighbor, Steve, also raced – he’s running legs 3 and 4 of our marathon relay on Sunday!

Coming up on Week 8 of my pregnancy, I’m around 137 pounds these days. The sickness still sucks, but I’m managing. Some days are terrible and some days aren’t bad at all. I did get an anti-nausea prescription for the really bad days, so at least I have that in case I need it. But other than that, I am feeling pretty good. The weather is warming up around here, and my next appointment is in 5 weeks where we’ll get to hear the heartbeat!

Happy hump day!