Not only did I never quite make it to ironman number 2, I managed to meet Mr Right and now I'm having a baby! Yup that's right!! No more bikes, boys and baking, it's now bikes, baby and baking. Yikes!! I'm not sure what is more daunting, counting down to an ironman race or counting down to having a baby. Both involve months of no drinking, one involves becoming the fittest you've ever been, whilst the other the fattest you've ever been!! Instead of researching fancy TT bikes and carbon wheels you find yourself researching every type of pram.
Whilst labour could be likened to competing in an ironman with both involving hours of torture the big difference is that after you finish an ironman you get to go back to a normal life, after labour you will never have your life back again!
Whilst I'm extremely excited to be entering this next chapter in my life I'm also scared, for the first time in my life I feel like I have no control over my body or my life and this is just the beginning! So join me on my journey as I count down to baby number 1!!
