That Time I Ate Dinner in the Bathroom.
I will admit that I didn’t think that I would have such a hard time prioritizing running.
Ideally, I would go and run before my husband goes to work… unfortunately he has PT every morning, and snags the time slot. Granted, its his job so I guess I won’t complain too much. This leaves me with waiting all day to get a run in. With a newborn and toddler, I am often way too exhausted to even think about putting on running clothes at the end of the day. I’ve been trying to change this, and I finally got out there today. It will definitely take some getting used too. I had my gear on before my husband even came home from work, so all I had to do was ‘top off’ the baby and hit the pavement.
While I was running I did have a slight bit of mommy guilt. I didn’t want to disturb our schedule; setting dinner back would mean delaying bath time/bed time [which is not an option] so we agreed that my husband and K would eat dinner without me – something I hate doing. Dinner is a family event, in my eyes, and I do everything in my power to not ever miss it.
I came in as they were finishing up dinner, and knowing I needed to eat, I did something I never thought I would do – I ate dinner in the bathroom while my daughter splish splashed. Sure, it was awkward, using my tiny little counter as a dinner table, but sometimes you just have to make do.
Anyway, onto running. My June goals were: get more miles than June 2011 [fail], get 10+ miles with the stroller [fail], workout with the Nike app once a week [pass], and plank/do push ups daily [pass/fail]. Bleh. Not fun to look at. What sucks is that when I made these goals I thought I was selling myself short and that I would have them all attained by the middle of the month. I realized that I must make running and working out a priority. I started working out during nap times, and like today, I will continue to run after my husband gets home from work. It will just take finesse and better planning.
My July goals are as follows :: PR mileage for the year. This wont be that hard. Thanks to being in my third trimester since February, the most mileage I was able to crawl through was 25 miles in one month. Yeah. Should be fairly easy to beat that. 10+ stroller miles. These are actually harder to do, since Spud is too little for the stroller. This means it would just be K and I running – and only on the weekends. So we’ll see how this goes. I really cherish the time I spend running with her, and I don’t want that going away just because family dynamics have changed. Workout at home 3x a week, totaling at least 4 hours. I really hope I’m able to do this fairly easily. I can do this during naptimes. Ideally. Work on the mental aspect of running. Man. Mentally, I suck at this. I stop for every reason whatsoever; to fix my hair, get a sliver of grass out of my shoe, or just to plain out take a breather. This seriously needs to stop and I got way too comfortable with stopping constantly while I was running during my pregnancy.
Lastly, I finally got new shoes. That’s right. Nike. This is completely different territory for me, and even though I did a small 3 mile jaunt today, I have to say everything went very well.
Until next time.
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