Wait, is this supposed to be a running blog? Ok, prepare for a post that is not about Kai, this one is all about me 🙂
Towards the end of my pregnancy, I couldn’t wait to, well, not be pregnant so I could get back to running. I waited the full six weeks (almost) after delivery to run, and I started back slowly. I started running with Kai in the stroller when he was really tiny, because we had the infant seat adaptor for the BOB stroller.
What, you thought I was going to post without some pictures of Kai? Ha.
Throughout the fall, I logged a lot of miles with the stroller. I would most often run in the morning to get Kai to take a good nap. At home he would nap for no longer than 30 mins at a time, but in the stroller I could often get over an hour. I ran as long as he would sleep, and if he was still napping when I got home, I would do circles around the neighborhood until he woke up. I was regularly running 7-9 miles with the stroller and feeling good. By late fall, I was back to my pre-pregnancy weight (though it was distributed differently) and my clothes were fitting great, including jeans.
I had grand plans of busting my butt to train for a spring half marathon. I knew it wouldn’t be a PR race, but I hoped to get some speed back in my legs. I already had the endurance from all of the slow miles with the stroller, I just needed to add in the speed work. I set my sights on a late March half marathon, and wrote out a training plan. As the weather got cold, we started to make use of the gym daycare, and most of my running shifted to the treadmill or the track at the gym. The track is 11 laps to a mile, so not ideal, but I did some easy runs on there until all of the constant turning started to mess up my ankles. I love doing speed work on the treadmill, so I was excited to get going.
The week my training plan was to start in earnest, I got sick. I ended up with a cough that lasted at least 3 weeks, and while I was able to run easy, I did not start any speed work. As the weeks went by, my motivation waned. I did get out for a few longer runs on the weekends of 10 miles or so, but they were painfully slow. I eventually did get started with some speed workouts on the treadmill, but since I never signed up for the race and knew it was too late to be ready for it, I was never consistent with training. Then recently I strained my calf during an easy run which basically put me out for another two weeks. I swam a lot during those weeks and wondered if maybe I should do a triathlon this year, even though I wasn’t planning on it originally.
Now my calf is fine, and I have started to build up my running mileage yet again. I feel slow and heavy, likely because I ended up gaining 8 lbs back over the winter. I always tend to pack on the pounds in the winter, and it didn’t helped that I stopped nursing right around the first of the year. My clothes don’t fit, I don’t feel good running, and I have no races on the horizon besides the marathon I signed up for on November 1st. I have a couple halfs in mind that I would like to train for, but nothing set in stone. I really miss working with a coach, but since I am not working a ton right now (and babies are expensive), it is not in the financial cards. Wow, this sounds whiney.
I guess where I am going with this is that I need a goal. I need something to light a fire under my butt. I need to sign up for something to get me going. And I suppose that is the answer I was looking for when I started writing this out. I am going to do a little research, look at race dates, and actually sign up for one. I am also doing a “healthy eating challenge” with a friend of mine starting yesterday. We never really hammered out exact details, but for me it means curbing my sweet tooth and finding healthy snacks, as well as cutting down on eating after dinner (ie. dessert), even if it is something healthyish like greek yogurt. I know I feel my best when I am eating well and running consistently, and I am ready to do my best to make it happen. And come November 1st, I will have a new marathon PR.
Me and my sidekick after yesterday’s run on a 70 degree March afternoon!