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Getting Back in the Saddle

Hello everyone! 

I hope you are well. Me? I’m exhausted. 

I had a rough night with the little one on Wednesday night. It included projectile vomiting and very little sleep. 

Which made getting out the door Thursday morning very difficult. 

I overslept by an hour, had to shower to get the baby vomit off of me, had to breastfeed and pump, and pack up the car. Luckily we made it in the nick of time… 

I tried a mother/baby group fitness class today called fit4mom. 

It’s some running/walking, high intensity and resistance training all wrapped into a one hour session. All the while your baby is chilling in the stroller as you sweat, and work yourself to death.

For some reason I had a lot of anxiety about going, maybe it was the group aspect, maybe it was taking the baby out, maybe it was both – whatever the cause it made me second guess going, especially after no sleep! Alas, I told myself to fight the negative thoughts and just go. 

There’s an introduction during the warm up, and then a 60 minute circuit that keeps you moving.

It was different. I’m not much of a group type person. I tend to keep to myself and am pretty shy. But there were some friendly hellos and such. 

Working out with an 8 week week old infant is mentally challenging for me. I am so used to having my gym sessions as my time – The time I use to dedicate to me. With the baby there, I’m still in mommy mode, which means I am more focused on her well being and comfort than I was on my workout. 

Ultimately I signed up and plan to continue. The uncomfortable parts are the reason why. This is my new normal so I have to Get used to working out with the baby in tow- and still be able to put in my best effort.

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A Mother Runner.

Hello all. 

Once again I have let time skip by without any posts. 

The condensed version of why, is that I’m a mom now…and I have little to, no free time. As it is right now, I’m passing up much needed sleep and hoping she won’t wake up anytime soon so that I can type this update quickly on my phone…

I delivered at 41 weeks. It was a long pregnancy, and although each day felt long – the time flew by. 

She is healthy and happy…well except for the occasional grumpy look she casts my way.  

Life with her is extremely different than my old life. 

Parenting is hard. But, I love her. 

I’m only 6 weeks in, and although I don’t anticipate things to ever really be easy – I’m hopeful I will get better at it. 

With such a drastic life change, exercise has been difficult. (I laugh now, because I thought fitting in exercise was difficult before…I was wrong.) The first 5 weeks, I think I went on 2 short walks. That was much different than than my post pregnancy vision I dreamed up. I thought I’d be able to go on morning walks every day… 

That just screams newbie. 

In real life – I could barely function. I was (and still am) exhausted, both mentally and physically. It hurt to walk, I needed to recover from my labor and delivery and all of the stuff that  came with that. The two walks I went on, took every ounce of energy that I had and it hurt.

Then at week 5 I went to the Dr and was cleared for exercise with the instruction to start slow. That evening I opened my Nike Training Club app and attempted a beginner workout. 

It was hard. Jumping exercises were difficult and awkward. Ab exercises felt almost impossible. I worried the whole time that she would wake up during my workout. I had to pause a few times to check on her, and once to pee… that was annoying. 

 Unfortunately, that was the only workout I could fit in that week. 

Then on Sunday of last week, I attempted my first walk/jog. It had been months and months since I legitimately ran. So I knew this would he difficult, not just because I haven’t run for a long time, but because I’m 20 lbs heavier, tired, out of shape, and really just mentally out of the game.  At first I was set to run for 30 seconds and walk for 5 minutes. But then I felt like that was too slow…so I changed the walk portion to 3 minutes. 

The first 30 run segment hurt so bad. And so did the 2nd…and the 3rd.

I started to feel discouraged. As soon as I hit the 30 seconds I needed to stop running just to catch my breath. I kind of wanted to quit. 

But, I continued on. And ultimately ran/walked a 5k. Once I was finished I was so excited. 

Once a runner, always a runner. 

I had to run circles in front of my house to make the .10 for the official 5k. 

Pushing a jogging stroller changes running a lot. It changed my form, and it adds weight. I struggled to get comfortable with both.

Did it make me miss the old days of single/free running?

Hell yes. A lot. 

But, this is a new adventure. And a new physical, and if I am honest – mental challenge. 

I am having a hard time making time for exercise. 

I was supposed to go this morning at 7am. Instead, after a restless night with the little one, and what feels like a cold – I ended up sleeping right through my alarm. By the time I actually got up and was functioning it was almost 11am and the temperature outside was already 95°. 

No thanks.

Now, I’m literally sitting here in my gym clothes…typing this blog that has actually taken me 3 days to type – because she’s asleep on my lap. She’s fought her naps all day, so I have left her sleep without moving just so she can rest and I can have a break. (Daddy is at work.) 

So…I’m hoping that tomorrow – tomorrow I will wake up on time and beat the sun so I can try to run. 

It’s not easy…

But now, I’m a mother runner. 🏃

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It’s been a long time.

Hello everyone. It’s been quite a long time. Looking back my last blog post was on January 1st, and here we are approaching May 1st. 

My break from blogging wasn’t intentional, it just kind of happened. To be honest, there wasn’t really much I could write about. Due to my pregnancy, my gym routine and diet went out the window. I’ve dealt with “morning sickness” the entire length of my pregnancy, which is now just shy of 38 weeks.  

The days have felt long, but the time has felt so short – it’s hard to believe that my due date is almost here, and really at this point, she could arrive at anytime.

I’m both excited and nervous about the upcoming changes. Admittedly, I’m more nervous at this point. I just hope that when the time comes, my maternal instinct will kick in, and things will he slightly less stressful than what I’m imagining them to be. 

With each passing day, the countdown to when I will (hopefully) be able to start running again gets shorter. Running, training, gym time and all of that will be much different than what I was once accustomed too. 

Gone will be the days where I could haphazardly schedule my gym time at really any time during the day. I’m certain that most of my workouts will be at home workouts, scheduled around nap times and feedings. 

Also, my running will soon include a jogging stroller and a mini running companion.

I’ve researched local “mom running and/or exercise groups” that I might be able to join to try and make workouts more fun, and to find ways to get outdoors as well. 

Unfortunately, I have gained way more weight than I was told too. Believe me, that was not intentional, or expected. 

I will be honest and say, I definitely miss, and ultimately appreciate my pre-pregnancy body. Carrying the extra weight has been much harder than I ever thought it would be. I am currently at the highest weight I have ever been in my entire life. And while I understand that it is because I am pregnant, it has still been difficult for me to watch the scale continuously go up. 

The amount of excess weight is most likely contributed to my unintended lack of exercise, and the fact that my diet is more about eating what I can keep down (which has been a lot of carb-type foods) as opposed to what is healthiest.  My body is not used to that at all – combined with pregnancy, what was supposed to be 25 lbs of weight gain is currently at 46lbs. 

At the same time, to date I have been fortunate enough that my pregnancy has ultimately been uncomplicated in the grand scheme of things. The baby has continued to grow, all labs, appointments and tests have been good and all show that she is in good health. So, I will take that and worry about getting my pre-pregnancy body back (or as close as possible – pregnancy changes a woman’s body in so many ways…) later. 

It might be a little while before I make another post. Most likely it will be after the baby arrives, and after things settle a bit. 

So here’s to my upcoming new life…hopefully you will stick around as I figure out how to be a runner and again, and a mom!

5k Races, pregnancy, random ramblings, Running, training stories

Fried Chicken in 2017

Hello everyone. I hope this first day of 2017 is starting off very well for you. 

For me, I’m sitting in a quiet house listening to the hum of the dishwasher and contemplating which pants still fit my growing belly and how long it will take me to put them on – so I can head to the gym. 

Anyway. It’s pretty obvious I am now a terrible blogger. I haven’t written much of anything lately and it’s pretty much because I’m not doing much of anything. 

Pregnancy is much more difficult than I realized. I mean, it really can’t be that easy considering you’re making another human – but man has it put a cramp in my gym style..

I’m just shy of 21 weeks and I still feel nauseous 24/7 and throw up just for good measure every now and then… it sucks. I thought I’d cruise into the 2nd trimester and suddenly feel better, and miraculously have at least some of my energy back.

But that is not the case…everyone that told me that, lied.

I’m having a difficult time mentally with the absence of my gym activities and my ever changing body.

Blargh. 😟

 My ultimate goal is that I really just want to remain healthy during the remainder of my pregnancy. So last night I told myself, that “today I would go and just do anything that I could.”

So far, as mentioned… I haven’t even put pants on. 

But it’s still early, and I will make it out the door!

I woke up at 6am and had to make my boyfriends lunch/dinner for work today. He works 12+ hour shifts and I was too tired to make anything last night. 

So I woke up and came down to the kitchen…really not wanting to cook anything. 

Seriously food just repulses me these days. The sight, the smell, the 87% chance that I will eat it and baby will toss it right back up…it’s all so foreign.  I can’t wait to have a normal appetite back!

Even though I feel gross, I still wanted to cook him something a little special since it’s new year’s day and he’s working. So, 

I decided on homemade fried chicken. 

This might not seem so special to you, but to me…it is. 

I whipped up the recipe from scratch, and then I did something I have never done in my 36 years of life. 

I heated the oil in the pot, and I put the chicken in. 

I fried it.

All my by myself. 

Most of you are probably completely puzzled by this. 

Believe me I get it. 

 Little background on my major accomplishment this morning: 

No one ever taught me how to cook. Everything I’ve ever done, I’ve had to experiment and teach myself. It wasn’t because there wasn’t anyone there to teach me, it was because my parents always felt that I couldn’t do it. 

I was always pushed aside with good intentions – they would do it, “so I wouldn’t burn myself or whatever.” But even 36 years later I’m still told that I can’t go near a hot pot of oil. I’m teased by the same people that insisted I step aside while they do it for me! The irony.

This morning it literally took me 20 minutes to convince myself that I could in fact try this fried chicken recipe on my own. That I didn’t need anyone else to put the chicken in the oil – I could, in fact, do it. 

And I did.

And you know what? 

I didn’t burn myself. 

I didn’t burn the house down. 

Nothing exploded or caused any other major catastrophes.

And in the end, I have two pieces of perfectly fried chicken  to show for it. 

Moral of this ridiculously true story: 

Let 2017 be the year that you do the things that people told you, you couldn’t do. 

Try the things you want to try. 

Become the person you want to be. 

Make the best of each day.

New accomplishments await you! 

Happy New Year!  

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Post Turkey Ramblings and Secrets… 

Hello Everyone! 

I hope you all had a great thanksgiving. 

I was super, super busy cooking not just one, but two separate thanksgiving feasts. Thankfully they turned out well, but it was exhausting! 

I managed to get one picture… 

I’ve been eating leftovers for days and days now, and I have to admit – I am pretty burnt out on all things thanksgiving related. My taste buds are craving anything opposite of holiday classics. 

Either way, this year I definitely have a lot to be thankful for…

Remember my most recent post where I mentioned that I just haven’t been able to keep up with my running or gym schedule? 

Well, the reason for that is because I am expecting. Yep – that’s right, I’m pregnant! 

I’ve been dealing with morning sickness and all the other fun things that come along with the first trimester. I’m finally into the 2ND and am starting to feel a lot better, thankfully! 

I’m not going to sugar coat it – it has been petty brutal… which made going to the gym or out for a run pretty much impossible. 

Now that I’m starting to feel better, I’ve been making tiny strides to getting fitness back into my routine. 

Today I met up with my friend and we made it out to the group run! I haven’t been to a group run for MONTHS!! I seriously can’t even remember how long ago it was. 

Today, it was raining and as much as we need it, I was a bit worried about running on wet ground. (Slipping isn’t the greatest thing to do these days.) we decided that because it’s been so long since our last RUN de vous (haha) we would walk it. 

It was so great!! I am so glad we made it out there today. I have always, always, loved running in the fall/winter/early spring when the air is cool, and the weather is mild. The smells of crisp air and fires burning in fire places filled our noses as we walked and it was amazing. We got to catch up with great conversation and the 4.87 miles seemed to fly by. 

It just felt great to get outside and enjoy the route. Please enjoy the photo, taken by my friend. 

I really hope I’m able to make it out to the group run more often then not.

Here’s to feeling better, and now – running for two. 😍 

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From 13.1 to 1. 


Hello everyone. 

Remember me? 

It’s been ages since I’ve blogged, read blogs, thought about blogs. 

September 5th was my last post…and we are now a day away from Thanksgiving. 

A lot has happened over the last 2ish months. 

I had a birthday. 

I went to Disneyland. 

I went to Lake Almanor. 

I went to see Chris Isaak in concert. 

What hasn’t happened, is my fitness. Believe me – I tried. I seriously tried…but sometimes you just cannot, and this has been one of those times. 

But, over the last two days I have been able to get to the gym. 

I was also able to run…okay – jog – for 10 minute intervals. 

When you’re accustomed to running 6+ miles just for training at a 9 min pace, slightly over 1 mile in 15 minutes seems ludacris. 

Except it’s not. 

It’s probably the best mile and something I’ve run in a long, long time. 

It wasn’t on a trail – it was on a treadmill! And it was still the best. 

It wasn’t easy, not effortless. 

It was difficult. It tested my body, mind and spirit. 

But that’s what running is. That’s what running does. 

So whether you’re out running 100 miles or slowly pushing 1 – I applaud you. 

I’m proud of you. 

You are amazing and you are doing one of the greatest things you can do.

Just keep going, and at the same time – remember to be thankful for every step taken. 

Happy Thanksgiving fellow readers and bloggers!  

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A Master in the Pool

Happy Monday Ya’ll.

Happy Labor Day too! I love having a Monday off! This week, I only work 3 days, because I have Friday off too. I am excited for such a short week!

I woke up this morning and was in the pool by 6:06am. I had a really hard time getting up, because I did not sleep well at all. It was also cold (which I really like) and it really made me want to stay in bed under warm blankets instead of getting into a bathing suit and a semi cold pool

 Alas – I knew my sister would be at the gym, so it urged me to get up and go.

My sisters friend also decided to join us, so we ended up taking 3 of the 4 lanes. I felt like it took me a lot more effort to get my laps in this morning, but I got them in none the less.

Swimming has been good for my tendon recovery, but I do miss running still. At the beginning of the week, I actually got in a nice 3+ mile run on the treadmill. It was at a slow pace, but the great thing was – I was able to maintain the pace the entire time without any pain in my foot. 

I did have some pain and slight swelling the next day, but it wasn’t anything too serious. I took a full day of rest due to the pain on Tuesday, and then swam the following day just to make sure my foot would be okay, which it was.

One of the things I miss the most about running, is the friendly competition race days allowed me to have. There was always 100’s to even 1000’s of fellow runners at each event that I could “compete” with. I was never racing to win first place, but it was always motivating to see how many “back of the packers” like myself – I could catch up too, or how much I could better my personal times from the last race.

I did happen to stumble upon a website US Masters Swimming which encourages people to stay fit by swimming. Basically anyone wanting to swim who is over the age of 25 can become a member. The only requirement is that you’re able to swim at least 25 meters. It’s for anyone looking to compete, learn open water swimming, or just train to keep fit. If you become a member, which would mean purchasing a year long membership (which is really not all that expensive) it allows you to potentially register for races,  it seems the heats are arranged more by time than anything so it makes the heats fair.

I am really contemplating giving this a whirl. Just thinking I may have something to legitimately train for, gives me a little bit of excitement…and admittedly, some anxiety too.

But, it’s similar to the pre-race butterflies I would get before any official run I would do. And I believe that’s a normal, and healthy feeling to have.

I have’t given up on running yet. In fact this weekend was the Disneyland Half Marathon weekend, and I was a little sad seeing all the posts on Facebook and Instagram of all the people that got a chance to run the races. My own Facebook was showing memories from the races I ran over the  years and it brought back a lot of happy memories. Hopefully someday I will at least get to run another 5 or 10k (hopefully both!?) in the parks!

Have a great day!