Mardi Gras Half Marathon

This weekend Rob and I flew out to New Orleans with some friends so Rob and our friend Erik could run the Mardi Gras Half Marathon. I originally signed up to do it myself, but those plans changed when I found out I was pregnant. Rob and I didn't think it would be smart for me to run 13.1 miles while still in my first trimester. I ended up selling my race number and had a good time cheering on the guys as they crossed the finish line. I will say... a small part of me was a little jealous that I didn't get to participate...since I love running so much, but I know it was the best decision with that little growing baby in mind. On a positive note, I felt pretty good the entire weekend, with only small bouts of nausea here and there. Plus, Rob did awesome after fighting a stomach virus all week. He was down and out for days with that nasty bug, but still able to muster up enough energy to run the race and finish in 2:10:46.  It wasn't his PR, but maybe the most proud I've seen him after a race. Way to go babe!