At 22 + weeks pregnant I was beginning to think that maybe my running was coming to an end. Being that at times I do have a flair for the dramatic I think I may have slightly over exaggerated to myself the extent to which my not-so-great runs lately had discouraged me. Must remember it’s MIND over MATTER.
A belly pic of me – 22 weeks courtesy of my 3 year old daughter Chloe. Maybe she will be a photographer when she grows up?