This morning we (the Hubster and I) went for our second run.
It went better. No nausea afterwards. Just a couple of weak, wobbly legs.
I also fixed a few mechanical issues.
You see, one of the things I always hate about running is that I am...well...a bit busty. (Now, don't snicker. I'm sharing because I know I'm not the only person with the jiggle-all-over when you run problem.) The other day when I ran I found out that a sports bra just simply wasn't enough. So today I tried doubling up to see if that would help.
It did.
(At least, with the busty jiggle problem. The rest of the jiggle is a whole 'nother issue entirely.)
Of course...that's going to mean twice the laundry.
Rats.
But if that's the worst thing to come out of this I guess I can deal.
3 comments:
Way to go. I can't get Ryan to exercise with me, probably because he gets plenty of exercise on the job. Darn him. ;)
Amen Sara. Being a mom just made me 4 times as busty as i used to be. Bleh. I love your honesty! Keep up to good work! Love you! <3
Someone once told me to "run the jiggle off". Somehow that made running easier.
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