Rocky Raccoon DNS

I will NOT be doing the 50 miler next weekend. Yep, DNS.

I AM PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok. So more details will follow, but for now please keep this OFF Facebook. We've told our close family and friends, but it's not 100% public.

Like I said, I felt pretty crappy after my last long run. I didn't really think much of it. I knew my period was late, but because of the super high mileage and a negative test (the week after my missed period), I didn't think I was. However, I did have a few signs. Um, like my boobs got sorer than sore and seemed to be getting bigger by the day. Because of the negative test, I just thought I was about to start any day. Two days after my last post, I decided to take another test. I just didn't feel right, if that makes any sense. The other line appeared immediately! And just to be sure, I took another line test, followed by the expensive test from CVS that actually showed the word "pregnant." My doctor's visit went really well. I made the choice to see a new doctor, one that's closer and part of a nicer hospital. Typically, they don't do an ultrasound until 8-10 weeks, but she went ahead after explaining that we may or may not be able to hear a heartbeat. And we DID hear the heartbeat!!! Baby Bell's heart was 126 bpm!

Enter freak out. See, we had only been trying for 3 months. Yep, only 3 months. Ecstatic doesn't even do the feeling justice.

According to the doctor, I'm almost 8 weeks. Due Sept 16.

I have still been running. However, I cut out doubles. The first week I found out, I chickened out of speedwork because I wanted the doctor's blessing and assurance. Yesterday I had Keith set the bike up on the stand, but because the roads were completely iced over. It wasn't a bad form of exercise. I followed it up with some strength work, and I can definitely see myself doing more of that in the future as my belly gets huge or if I'm feeling under the weather.

About the 50... I did go through one day where I was disappointed about the 50. I just trained for so long for it. Thankfully, that only lasted a day.  The joy I feel of FINALLY becoming a mother far outweighs my desire to do any race or run.

I know the early weeks are risky. And I know I should probably be more cautious about who we tell. We are just SO EXCITED that we can hardly keep a secret! And if something bad does happen, I hope I can rely on the people I've told for strength and comfort. Keith and I talked about it a long time, and we decided to embrace being excited, and not worry. We've already talked about baby room and names even. 

Once again, PLEASE KEEP THIS OFF FACEBOOK! Run Happy, friends. :)