So, with work there was a group thing going on that I got asked to be a part of ... running a 5K. I thought this would be no big deal, but that was before I found out I was pregnant. I had to take it easy, but I also had to keep the reasons why under wraps as no one was in the know on this at all. It turned out to be 94 degrees when we started, and I was dehydrated, started overheating and it just wasn't pleasant. It really didn't cool down at all during the race, so I was dying about a mile in. That is just way too fricking hot to be doing something like that unless you are used to it, and me and heat, let's just say I am SOOO not used to it.
So, instead of running, I walked. Granted my time was shit, 49 minutes for the 3.1 mile course, but given the conditions and the fact that I couldn't push myself for fear of really overheating at 6 weeks and causing problems, I'll take it. In the end, it wasn't so bad.
I have another half coming up in 15 days, and I still have to check with my doc to be sure it will be ok ... but you know what, I'm walking the fucking thing anyway, so it won't really matter. Guess it will be another finish under my belt. Yay!!
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