As I was running home from yoga, I made up my mind to give up on the whole pregnancy test thing for a while. I mean, there was no rush. If I were pregnant, the little pink line wouldn't go away. And plus, I realized I was trying to use my possible pregnancy as an excuse to run slower. But if I were pregnant, would I even necessarily run slower? I had wondered about doing intervals while pregnant. It wasn't something I tried during my first pregnancy (during that pregnancy I just ran a lot of miles). There was no reason for me to believe it was dangerous to run fast. But it's natural to fear what one doesn't know. But Sarah sent me a link to this NY Times article about Kara Goucher and Paula Radcliffe meeting in the morning while pregnant to do tempo runs and hill repeats. I have to admit I smiled when I read this. Then I read this sentence from a Dr. Mona Shangold: "I don’t know it’s safe for high-level marathon runners to run at that level during pregnancy". Well, what in life are we ever 100% sure of? Are we sure that NO running is safe? Well, in fact, it has been shown that some running is safer than no exercise at all. Anyway, I know Dr. Shangold is well-meaning, but why do pregnant women always have to be afraid they're doing something wrong because it's "never been shown to be safe"?
Back at home, standing in the kitchen talking with SR about our days, I had this nagging urge to check my underwear status. Yes, the p-wave. Most consider the p-wave atrial activity on an ekg, but we consider it our code word for "the period". And what about all the symptoms? Well, I guess the back aches were just pre-menstrual and the nausea was perhaps just hunger with this crash diet I'm on. But it's amazing what one can convince themselves of when trying to get pregnant. I had actually already decided I was having a girl and that every time The Lorax had a crying fit it was because he was jealous of the baby he alread sensed. Well, back in the land of sane thoughts, this means Copenhagen Marathon unburdened by a morula of a baby, a break from pregnancy sticks, and an interval session tomorrow with no excuses.