(About to hurl after 3.2 miles in 29 minutes- My current best time)
Once upon a time I tried to get into running. My heart was in to it, my lungs were into it, but my body just couldn't keep up. The problem was that my fatty fat legs, ok- total honesty-fatty fat legs, stomach, and sometimes lower back would jiggle when running. This would in turn make me itchy. Not just an uncomfortable itch, a I want to scratch the marrow out of my bones itch. It pretty much ruined any chance I had at getting into running so naturally I quit running.
So, I dropped a few LB's and the jiggles are a thing of the past and I'm giving running another chance. Several months ago I ran 3 miles in 33 minutes. I'm not entirely sure where I pulled that out of for my first run (without kids), but I was SUPER excited!! Since then, my best time has been 3.2 miles in 29 minutes- that is a 9 minute mile!! (insert audience applause) After continuing to walk and run with and without the kids I have come to a few conclusions.
#1 Umbrella strollers are not meant to be run with. The handles are more than shoulder width apart and makes it nearly impossible to get into a good rhythm.
#2 The perfect kid on a run/walk is a sleeping kid.
#3 I feel like I pack half the house to go for a long walk with the boys. Snacks, drinks, books, toys... it is ridiculous.
#4 It never fails that as soon as we get to the farthest spot from our house one or all of the following will happen: Mason will freak out because he wants to walk (cause he's a big boy); It will start to rain; Cooper will start to fuss (cause he wants to be held/wants to get down).
#5 As soon as you get into a good rhythm at a good pace- someone will drop something that needs to be stopped for.
All of this has taught me a few lessons. Buy a real jogging stroller. I'm in this to win it- time to fork out some $$ and get the right equipment. Deal with packing the crap- it's entertainment and will give me a few more minutes of happy time. Awake kids can be fun too- they give me someone to talk to on our long walks and Mason helps to pick out different things like birds and trees that I would not have taken the time to look at or even notice. There is nothing you can do about the dropped toy- it's frustrating, but I'm no litter bug so I stop and pick it up. And finally, have an endless supply of patience, determination, and will power to figure out how to run, talk, juggle, and hold an umbrella at the same time.
Athlete+Motherhood= SuperWoman... in a sports bra, shorts, and sneakers because a bikini top and knee high boots are just not practical.
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