Post run Friday

I enjoyed a wonderful three mile run yesterday at A Runner's Circle Fun Run Thursdays. It was so cute, Joe, the absolutely beautiful owner of the store came up to me and just wanted to hug me. I was a little shocked but then he told me he had heard the good news and was so excited for us. It was a very cute moment and I absolutely adore Joe so I was happy he had found out, kinda wish we would have been able to tell him ourselves but, oh well. We did tell another one of our dear friends Melissa who thought I might have been taking off from the running because of my shin still. She was absolutely giddy with delight when she found out. I know, I know...stop telling people right? Why? I don't like hiding things and we're excited about this. Yes, if something happens we'll have to tell them that too, but for right now we just want our friends to share in our delightful news. They're not gonna be disappointed like our family would be if something were to go wrong, rather they'll be supportive so, yeah we're taking a risk but I think its worth it.

On to the run. I set out to challenge myself to keep it between a 9:30 and 10:00 pace and I did just that. Going out was TERRIBLY windy which definitely effected my heart rate a bit as I wasn't able to catch my breath, but that which goes out must come in and when we did...it was heaven! The wind was at our backs and I felt very strong. Mike's shin was really bothering him so we stopped to walk a bit. He decided he was going to walk it in so I departed his side and ran the rest of the way in at a 10:00 pace. I am so happy with being able to run again! I just had to gain the courage and strength to believe in myself to know that I am doing the right thing for both me and "Bun".

Now on to the present day delemna...to run the full OC Marathon or scale back and only run the half? Eek. I know I want to run the full marathon because, I can, but what "should" I do? Mike thinks the half is enough. He's afraid that I'll be out there way too long if I run the full marathon, but even if I scale it back and run a 10:00 pace that means I would finish at 4:30. I don't know! What to do? What to do?

Make a pregnancy ticker

I am six weeks, going on seven weeks...

Ok, that didn't sound familiar to anyone? Where are all my show tunes affecianado's out there? That really needs to be sung to the tune of "I am sixteen going on seventeen" from The Sound of Music. Maybe its a good time to go back and revisit that. I am six weeks, going on seven weeks. Its been two weeks since I surprised both Mike and myself by "passing" the pregnancy test, and so far, knock on anything wood nearby please, everythings going really well. I just recently started to have the morning queezies and have learned the hard way what NOT to eat first thing in the morning. (short list = orange juice when you wake at 5AM, not a good idea, I was green all day) Right now the girls in my office are serving up their typical morning baconfest and although its not "dis"agreeing with me, its not agreeing with me either. Its actually quite obnoxious, but I'm not sure if its obnoxious because I want to tear out of my chair and go gorge on bacon, or if its making me sick. If I go home and have BLT's later I am TOTALLY blaming them. Which brings me to odd cravings and food aversions. I haven't really had any odd cravings yet, although last week I would do nearly anything for cherry compote, but I think that's because we had cheesecake from Mike's birthday kicking around still, so I wanted the cherry compote for the cheesecake, that's my story and I'm sticking with it. No real aversions to good yet either. Operative word being "yet".

The one thing that has been KILLING me the past few weeks has been to be sidelined through all my typical running and to have missed The Ragnar Relay with Mike. I have continued to workout on the eliptical trainer and stationary bike and even have taken my very first prenatal yoga class (which scared the shit out of me - the baby can't hear me swear when I type it right, if so, sorry bun!!") That all ended on Tuesday though! I finally convinced myself and Mike that I would be better off if I ran than if I didn't run. Not running was making me depressed and anxious. Its soo much a part of who I am that I have been seriously depressed not running. We went after work to Silverlake Resoivoir and ran the loop around the resoirvior. I tried to keep my heart rate below 140bpm (which seemed to be the magic number that everyone kept talking about) but it was nearly impossible. I set my Garmin to pace me at an 11:00 mpm pace, which also seemed to be impossible since I was running an 8:30 pace before the bun. So I settled somewhere in between and was happy to run a 10:00 pace. I never felt like I was out of breath or anything and my heart rate was happily hanging out around 150 so I figured I couldn't be doing too much damage.

Tonight I'll go for my second run with A Runner's Circle in Los Feliz. I'm going to set out for 3 miles at a 9:30 or 10:00 pace and see how that goes. All you nervous nellies out there, I promise I am listening to my body and will take it easy. Which brings me to my closing...I'm listening to my body in the sense that my bellie is growling. Time for my mid morning handful of almonds.

I'll let you know how the run goes later!

Dawne n "Bun" signing out.