Dot writes: I am feeling faintly smug, also faintly stiff, because yesterday morning I handed Prawn to Ken and went for a run. It was only a short run round the block, but it felt amazingly good. Strange how some muscle aches are horrible and some are almost pleasant. I think the key is symmetry; the sort of niggly backache or forearm pain one gets from picking up and holding a baby in ill-advised ways makes one feel lopsided and twisted, but an ache in each thigh makes the body feel the right shape. Anyway, let’s see if I manage to do this again before Prawn is big enough to come too.
My last run was on Good Friday and I ended up going to the emergency room later that day with a pain in one side that had to be checked out in case of ectopic pregnancy. In retrospect, it was ligament pain brought on by the run.