And another one bites the dust!

So I finally did it. I walked thirty minutes at roughly 3.0 (sometimes 3.5, sometimes 2.9)mph at the highest incline (on a five-adjustment treadmill). I took Al's advice and listened to music while I was on the treadmill. This made it a little more bearable. I listened to a Buckcherry CD. When I work out I love to have rock music on...I have to find my Disturbed CD because that would have made it even more enjoyable.
I kept staring at the little display that told me how long I had been on the treadmill. It was driving me crazy how slow it was going by. Not nearly as slow as when I wasn't listening to music, but slow enough to irritate me. At around 20 minutes in, I decided that I had to wait two more songs before I would allow myself to look at the display again. So I stared at the wall in front of me and counted the little stupid rub-on stickers on the wall that the previous renter had put on there and didn't take off. We don't use our upstairs for much, so we haven't bothered to do anything about it. We're renting the house with the option to buy from my husband's uncle. It's a nice four-bedroom, 2-bath house that was built in 1901. Okay, so back to those stupid little stickers. I had attempted to take them off once, but they weren't coming off. I'll probably have to scrape them pretty hard. They're like little lady bugs and butterflies. I think it was the 16 year old's room. On one wall there were roughly 19 of them.
I asked Ryan if tomorrow night he could figure out how to set up the TV up there. I'll have to turn the treadmill around so it's facing the other way. While I was walking I kept the remote in my hand for the CD player and every time one of the slower songs came on I would have to switch the song because then I would catch myself walking slow. Because I was facing away from the entertainment center, I had to kind of twist myself while walking so that I could use the remote to change it.
I could feel in my right foot that my arch was hurting a little bit. My toes didn't necessarily go numb like they usually do, but they did start to cramp a little bit. And my boobs started to hurt. It had been an hour or so since I nursed Kennedy so I was a little fuller than usual and I think the bra I'm wearing is too small. I bought it in the hospital, it's a Bravada and it feels really good after I've fed her, but otherwise it's way too small. It's a 38C, but I think when I'm full I'm more like a medium-large D.
I messaged the owner of The Runner's Flat on Facebook to see if he knew any moms who nursed while training for a marathon. Hopefully he gets back to me soon, because we face some unique challenges (long runs??? during the actual marathon??). I remember seeing photos of male runners with bloody shirts from their nipple irritation, I can only imagine what it'd be like for someone whose nipples are irritated anyway! OUCH!!
Those measily 30 minutes have been utterly exhausted. I think I'll indulge myself in a little bit of Real Housewives of the O.C. on DVR and go to sleep! Goodnight!
Kate