It's too early to really start working on the nursery, but I really do need a project. So that project is me.
I have lost about 25 of the 43 pounds I gained while trying to get pregnant. Forty-three pounds -- mostly because of the hormones, but also the apathy, the emotional roller coaster, the needing to take it easy during each and every "two week wait," and then the lack of motivation after each and every negative test. It all added up to 43 pounds. Ugh!
I think I've lost enough now that my knees can handle running. And because I need a project, a goal, something to look forward to, I've got the 5K Brain Cancer Walk/Run in DC on May 1. And I'm hoping to be able to run most, if not all, of it.
Last year, we walked it in memory of my sister-in-law's sister.
And I said then, "I want to run it next year." I didn't really give that another thought until recently.
Monday I start training for the run. I actually ran a little this morning in my workout. The first minute....suuuuucked. And then I walked a few minutes.
By the second minute, it felt a little better. A few more minutes of recovery, and by my third minute, it felt really good. I'm excited to get into the gym on Monday after work.
I'll get to lose all the "baby" weight -- plus a little more -- by the time I get my baby home. One more upside to the adoption process.
And the bonus of this 5K? Last year, Tiffany and I got to meet American Idol David Cook. Not bad for getting up early on a Sunday morning.