Ironically enough, I last wrote here just a few hours before I found out I was pregnant. Since April 22, 2019, quite a lot has happened: I learned I was pregnant and was ecstatic I learned that I miscarried at 8 weeks I did not start my dream triathlon, the Escape from Alcatraz race I …
The week before Memorial Day was probably one of the worst weeks of my life. I had spent a week in Seattle for work, piecing together a fairly complex project. Shortly after I arrived, I began spotting. I was worried about it, but was assured by many people (doctor included) that this was sometimes a …
Hooray! This was my first race after I learned that I was pregnant. I was super excited to be one of those running mamas. I had big plans to race at least once a month while pregnant, no matter how short the distance. I was inspired by some of the other pregnant moms in the …
