I have not posted in a very long time, but I have read all of your blogs religiously. It is very hard to write an entire post while nursing Baby Jack. However, blogs bring me countless hours of entertainment while I undergo countless hours of nursing. I think of many, many things to blog about during this time and then forget about them. I am only able to blog right now as my parents are here and ogling over him.
Jack is almost 7 weeks old. Yikes! I am going back to work on April 4th. Bigger yikes! Boston is on April 19th- biggest yikes!
My running continues to be the fourth love of my life, after the husband, the baby and the puppy. Honestly, I don’t know how people follow the postpartum directives to not workout for 6 weeks post delivery. Our bodies were meant to move, and exercise is such a relief and a break from what life has become. I realize that I am not a medical expert, and that I worked out until the day before my water broke. But, for me, breaking that rule has been the right decision.
I realize that I run way too much at the gym and on the treadmill. I have a serious, serious infatuation with the treadmill, so much so that I should probably not be called a runner. Runners like the outdoors and so forth. I like a moving belt and watching the captions on tv. I even ignored my crying baby when I had 5 more minutes to go on the treadmill- mother of the year I know. Seeing that the Boston Marathon will not be run on a treadmill, and that our New England weather is a bit more bearable, I have been making an effort to run outdoors. Shhh… don’t tell the treadmill, but I enjoyed every one of those runs.
Sunday’s long run was awesome- 16 miles outdoors and in capris and a long sleeve. I ran through Hull, Hingham and Cohasset. If anyone is local, consider doing the Cohasset by the Sea 10K. It is a tough course but the scenery is so very worth it. I loved the run, until I realized how dehydrated I was and bonked at mile 13. And there was no store to buy water…. and I was stupid for only bringing one bottle of Poland Springs with me. I just slowed down, realized my mistake and got home.
People watching at the gym is the BEST. Maybe that reason number 54 is why I love the treadmill as well. When I walked into the gym the other day, a girl walked about and IMMEDIATELY lit up a cigarette! What???? I guess she was at the gym at least. And, I love the muscle head men walking on the treadmills. And, the old ladies with their SPARKLY tops walking on the treadmills (because I tend to go at times of days when they are out). I guess I should wonder why so many people at my gym are walking…..
My mother wants to leave and thus not let me blog anymore…. Well, see you when I convince her to take care of him the next time….