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Yeah for Puking!


My wife texted me yesterday with “I puked! yeah!!!”. If that sounds odd its because her after years of struggling with infertility and having survived a miscarriage it really is a good sign. It means her symptoms are getting stronger. She has had waves of nausea but yesterday was the first day she actually threw up. She is excited about it because last time, during the miscarriage pregnancy, her symptoms were minimal. The throwing up, hopefully, means the pregnancy is stronger this time.

We want to make sure we have an attitude of gratitude. When people who haven’t struggled with infertility complain about their pregnancy symptoms or their kids they don’t always realize that some people would give almost anything to experience that stuff. It’s not their fault. They have a right to complain. They just don’t understand.

Last night we went to World Market to get plenty of ginger chews to help with the nausea. We also got Nyakers pepparkakor. They are Swedish ginger cookies. For my money the best ginger cookies in the world. My wife grew up eating ginger and ginger cookies as a snack. She’s from Norway. We also giddily looked at things that might be good for the nursery. Oh my God, we’re going to have a nursery. That sounds so weird to say aloud. You know it’s been 9 days since we tested positive and there hasn’t been a day (and nearly an hour) that has passed that we haven’t both looked at each other and said “I can’t believe it!”

My long run yesterday was stellar. I used the Cliff Shot Blocks and made sure to get the caffeinated ones this time. In my post the other day I mentioned I wasn’t sure if the energy chews were working. Well I definitely felt the difference yesterday. It helped too that it was a cool 64 degrees, clear as a bell, and low humidity. The best part of all, other runners. Normally on my Saturday long runs I might pass 2-4 other runners. Yesterday one of the subdivisions must have been organizing some kind of community run because about a mile out from my turnaround a waterfall of runners can pouring out of a subdivision. Big, small, young, old, there was a little of everything. I LOVE running when there other runners. That’s why I love races so much. I love seeing there faces, I love seeing the effort, I love feeling that connection and bond to them. I especially love seeing the beginners. I love living vicariously through them and remembering those first miles and that sense of accomplishment when they transition from sedentary to active. I can’t count the number of times I looked in the mirror beaming and said “I did it. I ran today.” When I see someone who is starting to get active I get to feel that all over again. That’s why I love beginners (and running in general).

Time to Run


Today I learned some things.
I learned that I do not like time based running. I am a distance runner. Not a time based runner. I’m “in training” for my first half marathon in November. Now when I say “in training” what I really mean is I’ve read a couple training plans and I’m generally kind of sort of following them. Sort of. One of the plans called for me to run 40 minutes today. 20 minutes and 20 minutes back. I don’t like it.

There just isn’t enough motivation for me to run at a faster pace. At least with distance based running I know if I go faster I’ll be done faster. With time based running I’ll be running for the same amount of time regardless of whether I go at a faster or slower pace. I always wind up coming back faster than I go out too. That means by the time I circle back to starting point I still have 4-8 minutes left to run. When I go 2 more minutes out and turn around I do the same thing. So I wind up running back and forth in front of my house like 2-4 times.

I wonder how our pregnancy and resulting baby will impact my running time. I just realized that my wife is right. I am the most narcissistic human alive. She is going to go on a hormonal and physical roller coaster to hell and back but I’m worried if I will still get my play time. I guess I really am a typical guy. Luckily I know that she knows that my runs make me easier to live with. In the last year that I’ve been running I’ve heard “you didn’t run today, did you?” during arguments than I can count.

In my mind I have this picture of myself of being a perfectly patient and perfectly selfless father. I already know that’s a load of malarkey. All I have to do is look at the hyperactive corgi jamming her toy against my leg to know I won’t be as attentive as I am in my head.


Even trying to write this blog I’m thinking “PLEASE settle down dog!!”. That doesn’t bode we’ll for the future. I’m sure I will (please please please) find extra reserves of patience. Then I look at that face again and think. Yeah, I’ll be Ok.