After a lot of hurdles, my first Ultrasound we had with Apple (ha, remember little ole appleseed) was very early on. I think 4 weeks, and the doctors told me I had an uterine rupture (I mean, my body really hates me). No running and no picking up more than 5 pounds. So my happy ass sat on the couch and drank milk shacks and kept reminding everyone, I was with child and could not move. Ya know, doctors orders and all.
I think I am posting this to let everyone know (or like my two friends, Lyell and my mom) that I have told myself to start doing this...so they can hold me accountable for this post.
So "I'm Back, Back in the runners groove"...