So I have some statistics on couples and their quest to get pregnant, and apparently 80% get pregnant within the first year... amazing!! The only snag is if one of us has to go through treatment for a reproductive problem... we'll see how things go on Monday.
Anyway, at the end of my last post - I mentioned that I might not get in a workout tonight... and the guilt started pouring out... so in my guilt and fear of losing momentum... I got up stairs and worked out - not only did I do it, but I pushed myself into workout 4! It was really pretty good. I was more sweaty than I've been so far, but I only felt like cussing her out once. (I call that progress)
I've had an amazing response on the 5K - mostly from people that want to walk with me... that's so humbling! A friend from our old church even emailed to ask if after that I'd want to do the 3 day/60 mile walk for breast cancer... and I think it would be fun, but I don't know that it would work out for me this year. The walk is in November, and I certainly hope to be pregnant by then in some form... my thought is that it wouldn't be very fun or a fun sight to see me waddling for 60 miles while carrying my first child... or heaven forbid that I have morning sickness or something during that time... I'll consider it for another year because it is a great cause and does seem like an amazing physical challenge - but this year our family priorities will probably trump that event.