A very GOOD run

I didn't have the strength to come on and document that my Beta was negative. I knew it would be. I did not feel anything. I did not get any hint of a line. No matter how many magnifying glasses I used or how many different lights I shined and changed the direction tilting and twirling that stupid stick. It was as negative as it could get and I was feeling much the same way. So much for the last hope of thinking that I could have been pregnant over Christmas. Now, I am waiting for AF and not looking forward to the arrival. I sit and wait. We'll know next week what we are going to try next. I was crushed. I thought I would be okay because I already "knew", but there is always that glimmer of hope. I ran my little legs ragged. They are so sore today. I can hardly move them up or down. I haven't cried since my run. It felt so good. This next cycle I am going to live my life and I am going to RUN my life along. It does not feel good to gain weight when there is nothing good to come of it.