Three Half Marathons in Three Trimesters

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I found out I was pregnant not long after a disaster of a half marathon. The whole race I knew something was wrong with my body. The past few weeks I just felt weak and couldn’t hit paces. During the race I crashed pretty hard after mile 6. I felt lightheaded and nauseous. My hands felt tingly. I was just off. I ran a half-way respectable time, chalked it up to an expensive training run , and moved on. Then, two pink lines and a diagnosis for anemia. It all made sense. And that was my first trimester half.

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Nashville: A Half Marathon to Remember

 

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I spent the last week running, eating, and spending time with good friends. Basically, as ideal of a week as is possible (minus the sad lack of Alex joining). Back in the fall, before I knew we’d be moving to the Bay Area I registered for the RNR Nashville Half. So instead of just another half, it ended up being an excuse to visit friends. And so, Wednesday before the race I hopped on a plane and headed back to Music City.

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Life Catch Up: Moving to Silicon Valley

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I’ve long neglected this blog, and for no particularly good reason. Just life I suppose. After the marathon our time in Nashville was mostly spent preparing to leave. It was bitter sweet, we were so incredibly excited to move back to the Bay Area, but sad to be leaving our little community of people. But ultimately, we knew we didn’t want to spend 5-6 years in the south. Mostly, because of the weather, but also it just felt a bit…off culturally. For us. Plus, my closest friend would only be there until June anyway. So, ultimately it was an overall very positive move.

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Indianpolis Monumental Marathon

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Still riding the high of all the recent good news we headed to Indianapolis for the marathon and my 30th birthday. I had decided during the summer to celebrate my birthday by running a marathon. I knew I wanted something substantial for my 30th, and given how important running has become in my life I figured it was a perfect opportunity. It was a risk of course, marathons can go terribly wrong (like much of my first), but it also gave me unique motivation. Continue reading