Tired feet that keep on keeping on

School is officially underway. Every year my entire body has to readjust to school. My feet have to grow another layer of skin to withstand the standing for hours on end and my voice has to get used to talking... or talking LOUDLY for 8 hours a day. It's an adjustment to say the least. And in the midst of that adjustment, I am still attempting to move on purpose. Because let's face it, I do NOT want to go to Owen's 6 month well baby check up and see anything near 170 blink on that scale!!!

So since I decided to do Race for the Cure, I've been running. I had a bad case of an allergy attack on Labor Day, so I did go two days without running, but that's the longest. I've been doing the run five walk five routine.

The first two times I took the dogs.

If you need a trainer, don't go to the gym! Run with a Lab :) They are nutso... nutso in a fantasticly energetic way. The second time I went running with my two dogs a man on a bike went by and I could hear him laugh THROUGH MY NANO BLARING INTO MY EARS... that must of been a loud laugh. I think he was laughing because I was not running with my dogs, my dogs were taking me for a run... literally dragging me along. My arms may have felt it more than my legs after those runs :)

Today I ran by myself, it was nice and calm. I needed that for a Sunday run.

So, so far
thighs still touch...
pants are still tight...
a tire of "soft skin" still revolves around my waist...
and my boobs, well they will never be the same!

But I love my baby, I love my life, and I am determined to love my body!