Last weekend I participated in the Vibha Dream Mile 10k. I say "participated" rather than ran, because I discovered shortly into the race that I had reached that point in this pregnancy where the limiting factor is not my legs or my lungs or my energy level, but my bladder. It's a good thing it was an out and back course, because that meant I passed the 2 porta-potties along the trail on the way out and on the way back. Yes, I had to stop 4 times over 6.2 miles. By the end I was walking except when a bathroom was within sight. Amazingly, I wasn't the absolute last finisher, but suffice to say I was not competitive in the least. Obviously at this stage of the game pace isn't really my concern, but having to stop all the time is no fun. So, I went out to get a maternity support belt that should hold my growing belly in place, minimize the jostling and, hopefully, keep running for awhile. This baby and I already have a sprint tri, half mary, 15k, 5k, and 10k under our belts, and my hope is to log many more miles together while I'm a human jogging stroller if I can!
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