Half a mile feels good now. Well, it doesn't really feel good. It's annoying to run and feel how out of shape I am. Even though I tried to stay in shape I'm not ignorant of the fact that I am far from where I started last Feb when I started feeling that familiar sickness. Funny thing happened at the start of this last pregnancy. In the middle of church I told Sasha that I was starving and had to go home to eat. (note-we didn't know I was pregnant yet) He says he knew right away that I had to be pregnant. I didn't find out until three or four days later and thought it was pretty funny that he figured it out first. I think I'll stick with a half mile for the next few weeks until I can officially start exercising at my 6 week mark. Can't wait to get back. Nice thing is that I've had several people gawk at me and tell me how amazingly good I look for just having had a baby. I can tell all of you out there in blogland that I am chubby and about 30 pounds overweight..so I usually stare at them for a second and try to choke out a thank you. I guess the running helped me a little with the weight but I'm not settling for the fat fat jeans I'm in right now. | 