yeah baby.

Oh holy wow. That little alien is living inside me, sucking its thumb, and generally just flipping around and having a mad good time. S/he's already head down and measuring a week ahead. How cute, my baby, already ahead of the curve. If only I could enroll it in Brown or Reed or Oberlin already.

Last night, I drove up to the track with Audrey and Katie just to hang out. It was pretty darn fun, but my pants kept falling down. (Whomever designed those pregnancy "comfort bands" was clearly thinking about comfort and not function, because the minute I bend over or sit down the pants start falling. That and I'm really sick of having pants with fake fly openings. All my pants have elastic on the top, and all of them have a sewn-in fake fly. What the hell is the point?)

Like I was saying, though, the track. It was like everyone was there, so I got to be social. Yay! Audrey showed off her new tattoo, and we picnic'd on a well-balanced meal of tofu, watermelon, and free chips & guac. Our teammates Erica, Sarah, Jeremy, and Chris did well and we got to shout a lot.

This weekend, we're staying in town. Riding some dirt. I might get up the courage to try a real prenatal yoga class tomorrow... but don't quote me on that.