Before the pregnancy sickness set in, I agreed to run a 4-mile trail race. For a few reasons, my first trimester sickness lasted a little longer than normal. It was a week before the race, and I decided to try a treadmill at least once. It wasn't pretty, but I finished. Apparently my attempt inspired Jeff - I came home late that night to find Jeff sprinting on the treadmill. He just HAD to run the four miles faster than a sick preggo woman!
My goal: to finish without puking. I did it! I didn't set any running records, but had SO MUCH FUN!! Muddy, but fun. Running across creeks, straight up hills, on logs across a large creek, repelling down cliffs, and trying to avoid tripping over rocks and branches. Can't wait to actually train next year! 10 miler anyone?
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