I heart compliments

I went to have my day three blood test yesterday. Getting up and heading to the clinic at 9am on a Saturday wasn't my idea of the way to kick start the weekend but it was the only time they could poke me. When I sat down the nurse complimented my veins. I've gotten use to this over the years. The Red Cross loves my veins and always makes a comment when I'm donating, still it's always a little funny to be complimented on something like that.

That compliment is #3 for the baby making process. I think I will keep track of them from now own. Compliments aren't always prevalent and I'll take 'em where I can get 'em!

So in order:
#1 Told that I have a very nicely shaped uterus.
#2 Told that I have youthful ovaries
#3 Told that I have the veins of a phlebotomist's dreams

This of course is a list only someone dealing with IF can admit to having. We've had all this blood work before but it's been a few years and with a new RE we're kind of starting all over.

I go back on Tuesday for more blood work. If I am not complimented on something I may fish for one to see what I get, like maybe I'll talk about how great I am at taking folic acid. I am not above being a sycophant in order to get compliments and or attention. I am an attention whore and I know it.

In other news my evil, crazy best friend has decided that it would be fun to convince me to do a half triathlon. 1/2 mile swim, 3 mile run, 13 mile bike ride. This does not sound like something I would want to do. This involves athleticism and stamina, two things I don't posses. Too bad you can't complete a triathlon just by having youthful ovaries...

I'll have to put A LOT of thought into this. It's been a long time since I did any sort of competitive swimming. I was very good at it, but 1/2 mile with no pool edge to hang onto or push off of seems like a really bad idea. And then that whole bike ride thing....it's gonna have to be the flattest course ever for me not to keel over and die. On the other hand I am grappling with this whole getting healthy thing. I know that if I am lucky enough to get pregnant this year that being in shape will help me in labor (yes I know I'm thinking way too far in the future) and I know that the healthier I am the healthier my child will be. So maybe that should be my motivation?

Did I mention that my bf is evil? She gets these ideas...it's a good thing I like her so much. We have another friend from high school who would also be doing this triathlon so that would be fun...wait, this is nuts, I sound like I'm seriously considering it! No, no, no! I will spend one more month at the gym and see how I feel about this before I even consider this craziness.

Now, I'm off to eat a delicious cupcake that I baked yesterday.