I ran for the first time after having B on Monday night and it was... not as horrible as I had anticipated it would be.
Drew got home from work and took both kids and the dog for a walk while I dug out my sneaks and headphone for my first post-baby run. I think I ran about a mile... maybe a little more, and it was tough (mostly because our new 'hood is hills. Just hills) but it wasn't the wheezing, panting, death-fest I thought it was going to be. I was red faced, and a little out of breath. But I made it through, and that's all that matters.