RUN!

Ok sorry, no need to yell.  I'm just so friggin proud of myself! I actually woke up Monday morning at 5:30am and went for a run!  My first run since June.  And I've never died so hard on a run in my life. It was utterly pathetic, honestly.  But I'm stoked I did it.

I was supposed to have my follow-up appointment with Dr. Z today to a) find out about the D&C lab results and b) test to make sure my liver isn't gonna fall out.  However, I ended up not going yet again because they thought it was perfectly fine to call me the day before my appointment and move it back an hour.  Do they think women who are going through IVF just don't have much else going on? I had a meeting I needed to be at 30 minutes after the new scheduled start time, so it's back to the reschedule for me. Whatevs.

So back to the run... I was planning a good 30 minutes but after about 15 I felt like a chain smoker so I had to stop.  I limped back toward my house feeling rather defeated and spunky all at the same time. I'm wicked sore today, and not really looking forward to getting out there again tomorrow morning. But I've got three weeks before our Vegas anninversary trip, so I'm hoping to drop a little weight before I go putting it all back on with margaritas and buffet dinners.

ps- have I told you all how amazing our wedding was? I looked damn good, too. But anyway, it's a year ago in just a few weeks so I've gotta think of something awesome to get B for our anniversary. I'm racking my brain here...and nothing. But let me just throw this out there so you get a little taste of the (faceless) awesomeness one year ago...

Glorious.  Just glorious.

...watermelon...