It's something I've always wanted to do, but never wanted to jeopardize our chances of conception by my running.
After four years of infertility, it felt good to hit the pavement and make running a priority. Mike got me an ipod and showed me how to use it (let's just say spending time figuring out technology is not my favorite). What a difference running to music makes!
Race day was great! Despite forecast of rain, the day was sunny and perfectly cool. Fall colors were beautiful along the trail. It was a good run, despite a slight sore knee halfway through.
I can't believe I did it. So excited!
It was a great day, but the ache of infertility and our paused adoption efforts was still there. Does it every go away??? ...I don't know.
I decided to watch a documentary on marathons to inspire myself. One of the runners profiled had been adopted. She was running to raise money for the agency that facilitated her adoption. Beautiful. In the program she visited the adoption agency and shared about her donation. As inspiring as the story was, I couldn't stop the tears.
Also along the half-marathon course there were tons of cute kiddos cheering on their mom or dad. I couldn't help but remember two years ago (two years into our IF journey at the time) when I ran a race in downtown Chicago. After seeing so many adorable little ones with their signs, I promptly asked Mike if he would bring our kids to cheer me on someday. Of course he agreed.
Yet, here we are, two years later, still with no children. Not sure when we ever will.
I hate it when reminders of IF, or sadness over adoption, creep in unexpectedly...trying to cloud a happy day. Even though they tried to rain on my parade, and succeeded for a short while, I didn't let them stay. The race was mostly a lot of fun, and I enjoyed the beautiful day. Mike was also a great cheerleader!