I am sitting at 22 weeks, a much welcome time of pregnancy. It is the point where you aren’t too big, not too tired, not too achy. I am in coasting mode simply nesting upon my eggs so to speak. Luckily, I am still able to run quite comfortably and jog out 10 mile runs without any glitch except for the unavoidable pee stops every 1.5 miles (a lot of circling in Central Park). To be completely honest, I could run longer than 10 miles however things begin to feel less happy and I will mildly…
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