… the baby, that is.
Despite the imagery a jogging mom and her belly may conjure, the baby inside is, in fact, not jostled around like clothes in a dryer.
Friends and relatives, those more forward than most, have inquired about what the baby must be experiencing as I’m running up and down mountain trails around town.
“It must feel so weird! Doesn’t it just bounce all over the place?”
Nah. It’s a myth. And like many myths this one deserves to be de-bunked.