Yesterday Team IronBaby completed the I Love the Tavern sprint triathlon.
IronGreg did the swim and the bike and I headed off for the run - we were in 2nd place.
Then at mile 1....we fell to 4th.
Then we fell to 7 out of 9. : )
Everyday I'm shuf-fa-ling.
Picture to come.
The run itself wasn't awful. My legs went numb, but that's to be expected.
I coughed throughout it (I am sick) and one time I may or may not have peed on myself.
I had to pee the entire time since someone felt the need to sit right on my bladder and one time I even sat in the grass to pee, but had stage fright, so IronGreg (who was shuffling with me) helped me back up.
I think I did half the run while holding my belly.
Afterwards, I spent the day with an ice pack on my back because my low back hurt so bad and I was o the couch with cramps. Good times. Good times.
Today at my regularly scheduled appointment I got an antibiotic for my cold. I try to avoid taking anything knowing whatever I take the baby gets. But who knew that a nasty cough is annoying for the baby. No wonder she has been grumpy lately.
I also found out there will be no more running. I am still allowed to walk - but need a belly support belt.
So here's hoping I can walk two more 5k's to complete my challenge.