I just got off the phone with a nurse at my practice. I had called today because I'm feeling pretty chipper today with some energy and only mild nausea. Hoorah! It's a nice day and I was thinking- I should go for a run! But, then I remembered that I had forgotten to ask if I was allowed to run with my little subchorionic
bleed thingy. So I rang up the practice to find out. It's a no-go people. Not until I get the all clear, I hope, next week. Boo! So, with this new knowledge, I am here to rescind my previous comment about running the Eastwood 5 miler. With only 5 weeks to train (assuming I get the all clear) I'm not really sure I'll be able to be ready by then. I felt compelled to write this since I was all gung-ho, "I'm running a race!" in my other post. Maybe if I get the good word next week and find that I haven't lost too much endurance over the last few weeks of no running I will still try to attempt it, but it's going to be a very "play it by ear" type situation.
There. My confession is complete. Guess some post-work pilates are calling my name.
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