>Ok, well, not ever. But at least since I’ve been big and preggo. In fact, had the treadmill not maxed out at 60 minutes, I could have kept going. I barley felt like I was running. Nothing hurt, my lungs were clear, and despite the boredom of staring out the same window at the same parked cars for an hour because my earphones wouldn’t work with the TV, it was one of those runs I won’t soon forget!
In typical dork fashion, I had to memorialize the moment (thank you iPhone). Not a PR by any stretch, but I’m proud of myself today nonetheless…
And on another bright note for today, Bean didn’t even shed a tear as I left her in the big kids play room while I went to run. She’s been in a fantastic mood all morning and we even laughed so hard during lunch that we almost simultaneously spit out our food. Man do I love that little Bean.
>Good job!! Make sure you don’t overdo it though!!