Those two pink lines have temporarily put whatever life I have as a runner on hold. Unfortunately, I haven’t even gotten to run my first race because we found out a few days before the Mighty Run. Ramil and I basically threw away 600 pesos worth of registration.

Yes, we’ve registered a week before the race, before learning that I was pregnant. I was initially set on continuing with the race, trying to fool myself by thinking that I would have run had I tested a few days after. My darling husband, however, took some arm twisting especially because of the miscarriage I just had two months ago.

Still, the stubborn wife prevailed. Hehe! I promised Ramil I’d take it easy and that I just don’t want to waste our registration fees. Not to mention all the running I’ve been doing the past weeks.

However, although my arm twisting worked on Ramil, God will not be deterred. We were left with no babysitter when my sister decided on the last minute to attend her friend’s bridal shower the night before. She ended up sleeping over and we ended up with a still sleeping toddler at 4 am the next day.

With the difficulty of bringing our son and the unexpected news  of our pregnancy, Ramil gently told me that circumstances are preventing us from going on with the race. I took it as God’s sign to let go.

Therefore, we don’t have anything but two ugly yellow singlets and our race packs. I think I won’t be running my first race until next year after all.