Happy Tuesday! Welcome back from the long weekend!
We enjoyed lots of Adeline cuddles, house work, and rest over the weekend, and are looking forward to a short week! I’ll be back tomorrow, or tonight to share our weekend adventures, but today I wanted to talk about what happened yesterday. It’s kind of a big deal.
I RAN 3.1 MILES FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE HAVING A BABY!!!!!
And I ran it almost without stopping. I stopped twice in the third mile – once for water, and once more to walk for a few seconds, but other than that I tried to tough it out! Even if I was sucking wind.
My overall pace was 10:59. So, pretty slow, but it sure felt fast to me. The whole time I kept thinking, “how on earth did I ever run 8:00 something miles on a regular basis?! And how did I ever run not one marathon, but two?! Was I completely insane?!”
I’ve never in my life taken this long to run a 5k, but that’s ok! I’m giving myself grace, embracing the challenge, and accepting that it will take time and lots of hard work to get back to where I was. I’m just so proud of myself for actually finishing 3.1 since it was a great way to see where I’m at physically. I had been wondering if I could even get past the two mile mark since I obviously haven’t had (or made) as much time to devote to working out as I would like. I knew I probably could if I made the effort, and now that the bar has been set, it’s only up from here.
A time like this would never place me in my age group at a race, and it would normally not be a time I would ever be proud of, but today, I’m pretty dang proud of it. It means more to me than just a few numbers – it’s a huge mental and personal victory. A huge step towards getting back to ME.
Everything sure felt different though. I know I’ve run a few times on the treadmill and with the stroller, but running the full 3.1 outside is completely different. My body still feels different than it did before, and I think that may just always be the case. Those child-birthin’ hips…they’ll getchya!
After I finished the run, I honestly felt amazing. I felt like I could keep going, which is a good sign. Those endorphins once again reminded me why I used to love running so much, and they’re already making me excited for the next time I can get out!
Hopefully soon I can get back to posting more about why I started this blog in the first place.