13 weeks, 5 days
Dragged myself off the couch for a spritely little run outside. The temperature was a balmy 10 degrees F.
If I am gaining weight, it had better be baby weight and not Oreo, McDonalds, chewy Chips Ahoy, or ice cream weight.
So, the dogs and I ran 4 miles in 10 degrees. I think I froze my face off. But, I haven't heard a peep from the dogs all afternoon. They have been passed out for the last 2 hours.
Next "big day" on the horizon...7 January. We go for our next doctor's appt and they will check the heartrate with the doppler. Wish us luck.
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