It's been a bit crazy still with feeling sick and such, but trying to stay active when I can. Sometimes if I get up and go running quickly enough I can actually avoid morning sickness for a few hours. However, sometimes I just come back worse. But, that's life and I can't just sit around for 40 weeks and I know the pregnancy will only be harder if I don't exercise while I still can. Ada's pregnancy I was teaching and by the time I'd get home each night I was SO exhausted I never "exercised." LaRue's pregnancy was actually much better. Although I was still sick all the time I lived right by my sister and she would help me go to the gym and would run with me. I ran basically every day until 3 days before I had her. I felt better and recovery was easier. So, I'd like to be better this time as well about exercise. However, I no longer have my sister beside me motivating me and I don't have a gym membership. I contemplated joining a gym when I found out I was expecting. I can run on the streets for a little while, but then when I start getting bigger it hurts my tummy and I have to use an elliptical. A friend in our ward decided to sell hers just before Valentine's day. We talked about it and it ended up being cheaper to buy her elliptical than to get a membership at the gym. So a few days after Valentine's day we bought it from her and got it home. I'm not big enough yet to need it though, but at least I'm ready for when I am.
Anyway, I was trying to keep active and running. Especially with Spring coming it was already starting to warm up. Most mornings I would get up and go while Keith got ready for work and then I'd get home and he'd head out. However, there were mornings I just couldn't get up. On those mornings I'd give the girls and bag of cereal, load them up in the double jogger and head out. My miles have declined (as has my energy of late), so they usually lasted just fine. One morning I decided to push and do 2 miles in my neighborhood. (I know that sounds totally lame, but when all you do is want to throw up...it was good for me). I had just about reached my mile and a half when we noticed this tiny little dog following us. I'm not a mean person, but I usually don't stop for stray animals. Especially with my kids. I can't take a chance that it will attack them or have some disease. But this time, it was different. The puppy just ran beside me. I was worried about running it over with a tire so I stopped and knelt down. The poor thing was shivering (it's still rather cool in the mornings) and jumped in my lap. It seemed very tame and the girls wanted to see. I set her in the stroller on their laps and she just laid there. We decided our run was over and we needed to find the owner. I started knocking doors around where I'd found her. We knocked on SEVERAL houses and no one knew anything. Not really sure what to do, I put her down to see what she would do. She started running out in the street and it was "rush hour" with everyone getting off to work. There were cars coming, but she was still in the road. Not safe! So, unlike me usually, we picked her up and took her back to the house. I couldn't just leave her out there to get hit by a car. We took her out back and the girls played with her and I got her some water. I posted on facebook and asked for any suggestions what to do or what to feed her. Ada had dance in the later morning. We left her in the backyard while we were gone.