The Art of Distraction

11 dpIUI, CD 25. Today was a perfect day. It really was in spite of the fact that I'm getting closer and closer to the end of my 2WW. There was potential for today to be filled with worry and mind games, but I was so busy and distracted that my mind didn't wander too much.

I went for a trail run this morning with Coach & Kristina. It was just what the doctor ordered (...or in this case, kinda not. I bent the one-hour-max rule a bit... ok, I bent it a lot). I was planning to keep the run under an hour or if I went over then just a little bit... oops. We were out there for about two and a half hours. But it felt so good! It was literally soothing for my body, mind and soul. And don't worry - I was really in tune with my body. I took all of the walking breaks I needed, didn't push myself too hard, and stayed hydrated.

Coach Vinny giving the thumbs up (top/left)
Kristina & me RRROOOAAARRR!!!ing (bottom/left)
Me by a refreshing waterfall (right)

Coach (pictured above) has been an important person to me ever since I met him in November 2010. To say that he changed my life is no exaggeration, but that's a story for another blog. Today, while we were running we talked about our journeys with IF. He had told me in an email a few weeks ago that he and his wife had their own struggles and did a few medicated cycles to bring them their adorable 4 y/o twins. I was asking him questions about their treatments, and it was kind of endearing that he honestly didn't know much about it. When he was talking about it, I could imagine My Johnny talking the same way. We women tend to shelter our DH's from all of the excruciating details, so it's really not Vinny's fault that he couldn't tell me if they did IUI's or IVF. 

I have said it before, and I'll say it again: I enjoy my time with Kristina so much! She and I are so similar in the way that we emote and view the world. I am grateful for her friendship, and think that we bring the best out of each other with each and every run we share :) The picture of us above requires some explanation. (I'm cracking up as I type this because we are so silly!) She and I learned how to trail run downhill on technical terrain together. It doesn't sound like much, but it is actually really scary the first time you look down a mountain with nothing but rocks, bolders, and tree roots in sight. Where the hell are you supposed to put your feet?! After getting a tutorial from the videos on YouTube, we hit the trails to try some of the techniques out. We were still scared to try for the first time (I didn't want to knock my teeth out with a face plant if/when I fell!). My suggestion to get us started was to "RRROOOAAARRR" while charging down the mountain. It worked! It made us feel brave and we didn't fall. So now we roar whenever running downhill. It's especially fun when strangers are within earshot, lol :-D

After going home for a quick shower and to take the dog for a walk, I headed to John's car show. This was his first year as the "man in charge" and it went really well. I'm proud of him for all of the hard work he put into organizing the event, and for working the microphone like a pro during the Tricky Tray and Awards. I totally forgot that my dad and sister were planning to attend, so BONUS! I got to see them today. I also realized that I was wearing my lucky dress (at least that's what I'm calling it now). This was the dress I wore the first time I saw my friend when she was pregnant with her daughter. I'm hoping that it will bring this cycle good luck.

Being oh-so-silly with my awesome sister, Riri, at the Car Show

On the way home, I stopped by the grocery store ::groan:: to pick up some essentials for the week... including a few HPT's. I have a bunch of Wondfo's on hand, but if (when? Should I phrase it more optimistically?) I get a BFP I will want to test with a digital to confirm that I'm not reading the results wrong. I also want to have a pee stick that I can show DH without having to explain "a line's a line no matter how faint."

So, yeah, that was my awesome day :) I'm happily relaxing now before it's bed time and we dive head first into the work week. I have to admit that I'm starting to itch to take a HPT, but I'm going to wait. One more day to endure. The plan is 13 dpIUI/CD27 because my lucky numbers (1, 3, 7). And besides, I can't stomach the thought of seeing a BFN quite yet. Know what I mean?