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Downward Facing Ouch.

Sooo… In some kind of masochistic effort to improve my body and rid my thighs of the fertility-drug-induced dimples, I have joined a gym.

The local YMCA, in fact.

And, in continuing with said masochistic efforts, I have joined a class called Yoga Basics.

It should really be called Whip-Yo-Ass-Into-Tomorrow… Basics.

Last night was the first class, and I AM SORE!

I did not realize how out of shape I actually am… for a skinny girl, I really need to be more active.  I hurt in places I didn’t know I had.

I’m also fairly certain that I looked like an idiot.

I really wanted to do yoga because it looks so peaceful and serene…

I wanted to look like Kristen Bell in Forgetting Sarah Marshall.

Instead, I’m pretty sure I looked like Jason Segel.

I’m going to keep with it, but yowza.

The husband and I are going to start trying to get to the Y at least 3 times a week to get ourselves back into shape.  I’m feeling pretty positive about the whole thing, despite the sore muscles.

And hey, if one of the side effects of all of this new activity is a more inviting environment for a baby to grow, then I’ll take it.

Namaste, amigos.

 

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RE-Day, Epilogue

This is totally going to be me: On my period and all smug and Zen and crap. Just wait.

Alright, first of all, thank you for following all of this madness today.  I wish this blog had a Facebook-like status update button so I could have avoided bogging down the whole site with teeny two-sentence posts.  Alas, I am not that savvy, and so, again, thank you for sticking around!

The rest of RE-Day went a little like this:

After a bit of a wait (and a delicious lunch), I was brought in for my date with the ultrasound wand, which is just as much fun as it sounds.  The very nice ultrasound tech told me a few things I already knew (thanks to a good friend!):  My uterus is retroverted, my egg supply looks good in both ovaries, and all of my girl-parts look like they’re healthy and in the appropriate places.

She also asked me what cycle day today is for me, and I told her–CD15.  But, I said, I have long cycles and ovulate late, so I don’t expect ovulation for another few days, maybe even a week.  Trust me.  I chart these things.  Religiously.

The very nice ultrasound tech informed me that it looked to her like I already had ovulated on my left side.

Wait.

What?!?

Pardon my French, lady,  but No Freaking Way.

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