Now we are three

Last night I had a dream about running. I was still pregnant in the dream, but somehow I was running with minimal effort. It felt awesome (in the dream) and I can’t wait to get back into it (in reality).

It is funny how running is one of those things that I struggle with sometimes, forcing myself to go because I know it is better if I do, but not necessarily looking forward to it. I always feel good afterwards, but there is no guarantee I’ll feel great during the run.

Anyway, I didn’t used to enjoy running at all. But, after tearing an ACL, you come to appreciate how much more interesting running can be than sitting on a bike in a gym for months on end. I am sure I am going to feel somewhat similar the first time I run after the baby is born.

In other news, I had a great time at all three baby showers last week. We received way too many gifts, but I guess you can’t really help that. Our baby will definitely be very spiffy in her new clothes when she decides to make her appearance. The best part was getting to see a bunch of people I hadn’t seen in a while.