This morning I went running for the first time in 9 months. I haven’t been since before I watched the Thorne’s kids while they went on vacation. I got out of the habit while they were here and then felt too sick from being pregnant to start again. Oh My Goodness!! I am so out of shape. It felt really good to get my body moving like that again, but it was hard. I got a lot of stares too. I’m sure it was because my tire I now have was bouncing up and down. Before I left, James said to me, “Make sure you don’t push yourself too hard.” Of course, I said back to him, “I know. I won’t.” I’ve had such a hard time recovering from the birth of Tybee that neither one of us wants me to hurt myself in any way and be back to being sick again. Unfortunately I don’t know how not to push myself. Once I started my knee was killing me, but I pushed passed that and it eventually went away, then my chest started to hurt because my lungs haven’t had to work that hard in a long time, after that I started to feel like I was going to throw up. At that point, I pushed myself a little bit longer and then stopped and walked a bit and then ran some more. It felt really good to push passed the pain. I forgot how invigorating it is. I just keep thinking about where I was 1 year and 2 months ago. I am no where near that, but can’t wait to get back to it. Anyway…I just wanted to say that it feels good to be back and today is going to be a great day!