2 miles, Halloween and a playlist

Tonight's run was just a quick 2 miles. Splits 12:07, 12:08 Nothing good or bad about this run. Just blah. A run, no matter the distance is better than no run. 

This is the playlist I listened to. Actually the last couple runs. I need to make a new one. Kinda getting bored with it. As you can see it a mix of all kinds of music. I like to add slow songs in so I can slow my run down here and there. Typically go with the beat of the song. Not always, but more so then not I'm in time with the beat. 

Halloween is coming!!! We got her costume today. It was kinda a random thing. We have looked a few places and haven't found any we really like. Found a little lamb costume. It's too cute. I can't wait to see her in it. And of course I'm dressing up like Mary. That's a no brainier. 

Couple pictures of the little cutie. I love her to peices. Tell me I'm not the only Mom out there who has a trillion and 1 pictures of their kid(s) on their phone. 

I'm thinking about trying this 21 day fix thing again. It's just so much planning involved. I am terrible in that department. I'm still on the fence with it. 

Anniversary, Long run and Oprah

The Mr. and I celebrated our 5 year wedding anniversary this past week. Although it has been 12 years all together. We have pretty awesome family who was able to watch her while we went out for dinner. Ended up going to a local Tavern. It was pretty amazing food and it was nice to get some alone time with the Mr. although I missed our daughter very much. I knew I would. 

Yesterday was my schduled "long run" and I use that term lightly because it was only 4 miles. I remember when 4 miles was a every day run. Ha. I'll see that day again soon. Mile 2 is still the hardest. But once I get through that I'm in my zone for the most part. Splits were 11:59, 12:03, 12:07 and 11:57. I think you can tell by that last mile that I was pretty well into my zone. Breathing felt easy and my legs weren't too tired. I could have gotten to 5. But then I could see myself saying, what's one more mile? That's typically how I get myself through my long runs. Whatever works. 

Last night while out running I was thinking about something my oldest brother had said earlier that day. He made a comment about how he likes the thought of running, but it's too much work. I only commented saying you have to get past that first running stage. But while running the more I thought about it the more irrated I got. Of course running is hard. It takes consistency and work. It isn't suppose to be easy. If it is, you're doing it wrong. (Although there should be some runs where it is easy) I thought of all these things I should have said. Health benefits, physical and mental. The feeling of accomplishment and self worth. Sightseeing. Stress reliever. Friends you make along the way. I could go on. I wish I could put the work in for him to get him past that part so he can see how great it really is. It just bothered me he said it was too much work. Say it's not for you or something along those lines. At the end of my run, the only thing that came to mind was a quote from Oprah. It is 100% true. 

Feeling like a runner again

This was my run from last night. It was a 3 mile run on the plan for the day. I always start to struggle on the 2 mile, but once I get past that I feel like I can run forever. However, stupid granola was giving me GI issues. I even knew not to eat it and run, that didn't stop me from bashing 4 of those bad boys. When will I learn?! I'm really not concentrating on pace right now. Just trying to build my base up. Overall, I think it went alright. 

One of my sister in laws, who happens to be Addisons Aunt watches her while I go to work. It's such blessing to me to know she is in good hands and someone who loves her dearly. I'm lucky. My reason for bringing this up is, she has a daughter who swims. I dropped Addison off during one of her workouts and it brought back so many mermories. I use to swim almost every weekend. Swimming, like running is cardio and a great whole body workout. I miss it. So I went home and tried my suit on. It fit. It's not perfect and I'm defiantly not a sight to see, but it will be ok enough for me to get back in the water. I'm stoked. Only issue is Addison. I refuse to put her in a nursery right now with all the viruses going around. I'm basically running at night once she goes to bed and skipping the gym. Most my family works full time jobs so I don't always have someone I can ask to watch her. Plus I feel guilty doing so. It's not someone else responsibility to watch after my child. But then again, I would be happy to watch another kiddo to give a Mom or Dad a break. I understand the importance. I'm really not that great at taking advantage of it, but that's because I miss her so much when I go to work. It sucks giving up more time. She will only be this little for so long. So for right now, I will just daydream about gliding through the ripples. 

Learning to be a Mom that runs

Addison will be 5 months on Sunday. It completely blows my mind how big she has gotten and how every day she learns something new. Each day when she is struggling to do something like sit up or crawl. I want so bad to help her. To do it for her. But I trust completely that she can do it. No matter what it is. She can.

We have pretty much gotten her on a set routine when it comes to bedtime. Every night between 7-8pm, she is typically asleep or close to it. To tell you the truth it was fairly easy. We got blessed with a happy, easy going baby. Now that we have that established I'm able to be consistent with my running again. If you run at all, you know it's about consistency. I'm currently doing the gym a few times a week, when I have a sitter or Mr. is able to watch her so we don't have to expose her to germs in the nursery. This bedtime routine is going to be my saving grace. 

Tonight's run was just a mile. This is why. 

Apparently my bladder is still completely broken. And I forgot a stupid pad. It's frustrating. I don't know how to fix it. Kegels. I forget. There is a procedure I can get but we are planning to have at least one more offspring, so I feel like that would be a waste. I guess I keep hoping it will get better. 

I'm itching to spin again. But that's not going to happen until she is a bit older and sleeping through the night. 

Anyone with me? She has just recently got 2 bottoms teeth. Although she hasn't bite me yet... I nurse in fear these days. 

Drop it like a squat

I HATE squats. Now that I say that I'm pretty sure everyone hates them. Do can you explain to me why I've taken on this 30 day challenge? 

 

I just finished Day 8. Boy are my legs aching. Sitting down makes me just want to flip down. Last week it even hurt to walk. I think that has subsided. I'm doing then because it's a great exercise and they work. I already noticed a difference in running. My legs feel so much stronger then the first run post-pregnacy. I'm thinking I will do this a few months in a row. Maybe add some light weights. Although, I had to do my squat a few days with Addison in my arms. Whoa!! I felt the difference. 

Up until now I've advised the jogging stroller because the car seat fits into the stroller and she hates it. But one day while the Mr. was driving I sat in the back. Talked to her, played with her. No crys. This happened a few times. So I got to thinking, maybe she just gets lonely. I tried it a few nights ago and she was happy. So I'm excited to get going with that!! 

Frustration

I've recently had a baby. Yes. I said a baby. It actually happened. It's better then I could have imagined. A baby girl. Addison is her name. I could go on and on about this little lady and how much meaning she gives to my life. But I won't. That's another post. Here's a picture though. 

The joy that smile brings to me! 

On to the topic of this post. I still worked out for the majority of my pregnancy. I think up to week 34 or 35. Mostly the elipical. Running stopped about week 25. I've recently started getting back into the groove. Running is going great. With the exception of one little problem. My vagina is broken. Or in simple terms I end up peeing my pants during my run. Today I even used the bathroom first. Also had a panty liner on. Granted it was one if the small thin ones. But it's frusterating I even have to use one. Yes, I didn't get a baby and wouldn't change it for the world. But....it makes me sad too. Running is apart of who I am. I don't want to give it up. I'm trying to do more kegels throughout the day. I just have a bad memory that seems to have come with having a baby. I even asked the Dr. about it. Turns out if kegels don't do the trick there is a procedure I can get. My only problem with that. I want more children. Atleast one. God allowing. So I don't want to get that done just to have to get it done again in a few years. Only other option, run at night when it's dark and nobody can see when I soil myself. 

Tough choice.