There’s a new addition in our house. No, not this one…
(well, him too, I guess) but this one…
I’ve been back at work for four weeks now. I’ve mostly figured out my routine and how to fit everything in in the evenings. But what I really was struggling with was fitting in a workout.
Alexander is too small for a jogging stroller. And since Jason works overnights and I’m on my own, I can’t exactly go to the gym or run outside before Alexander wakes up. I drop him off and pick him up from daycare. By the time we get home, it’s nearly 7pm. I guess I technically could go home, change my clothes and drive to the [crowded] gym while Jason hangs out with Alexander but that would have me making dinner at like 9pm. I mean, I could (and sometimes do) go to the gym on my lunch break but by the time I get there and change and stuff, I can really only fit in a 25 minute workout.
Finding the time to work out was even harder for Jason. Our routine is that he gets home from work at like 9 am. He goes to sleep around 11 or noon and is up when I get home with the baby. Logistically, he could go to the gym after he got off work, but working out gives him energy and he wouldn’t be able to fall asleep when he’s supposed to.
Anyway, that was a really long-winded way of saying that we got a treadmill and are working on converting our sun room (a room that we never knew what to do with anyway) into a home gym.
We found a used treadmill for a decent price on Craigslist a couple weeks ago. I know that some people buy gym equipment that turns into more of a coatrack, but I don’t think that’ll happen with me. I feel better after I work out. I was in a post-baby funk for a really long time, but I think working out has been extremely helpful in getting me out of it.
Jason mounted a small tv on the wall so it’s just like being at the gym…only I have an audience.
Posted in Running
I’m having some trouble blogging lately, if you haven’t noticed. It’s not so much lack of time, though there is that, but it’s more lack of content. When you’re working full-time and have a 3-month old, there’s not much else going on in life. Actually, that’s not entirely true – I have been doing the Couch to 10K program. I got a free app (called Zen Labs Couch to 10K) and started on Week 4.
(Don’t laugh at my headphones. I have yet to find ear buds that both fit in and don’t hurt my ears. Believe me, I’ve tried.)
So far, the longest periods of running have only been five minutes at a time. And as humbling as it is, that’s kind of hard. There’s a gym fairly close to my office and as long as I keep my workouts to a half hour or less, I can fit them in during my lunch break. Otherwise, I have to run outside when I get home from work. It’s not the outside part that bothers me, it’s the when I get home from work.
Before Alexander was born, I thought maybe I’d run a 5K in May. Umm, yeah, not going to happen when I think running five minutes straight is difficult. Plus, Alexander is too small and doesn’t have enough head control for a running stroller anyway.
When I started to work out again, I tried a bunch of different things – I did the Insanity workouts with my friend/neighbor Amanda for a little bit. I did the 30 Day Shred DVD once but ultimately, I came back to running and that’s what was easiest to stick with. It’s not really surprising when I think about it. Running has always been my preferred way to exercise. Even when I hate it, I still like it. Now if only I could run for more than five minutes at a time.
Posted in Running
For the past eight years or so, running has been a huge part of my life. I’ve run one full marathon, ten half-marathons and numerous other races of various distances. That’s not to say I’ve always loved it. It’s always been much more of a love/hate relationship, but a relationship nonetheless.
People ask me all the time, “Are you still running?” And I feel like I kind of always sheepishly answer no. I always wanted to be one of those runners who still runs even though she looks like she has a bowling ball under her shirt. But it wasn’t in the cards. Truth be told, I didn’t really run during my first trimester because I was scared. After going through a miscarriage last year (which had nothing to do with running, but whatever), I just didn’t want to risk anything that would be hard on my body.
And then in the second trimester, when I felt more comfortable mentally, it began to not feel so great physically. Well, the few times I even tried to run, that is. I didn’t really give it much effort. Speeds that I formerly felt were super slow felt like I was sprinting and I just didn’t feel right.
But it was this past weekend, when I did my slowest 5K ever, that I really came to the realization that I’m not going to be a runner during this pregnancy. I guess I kept thinking I would somehow pick it back up, even ever so slightly, at some point. The discomfort that I felt after that 5K is probably (according to a nurse) round ligament pain and if running is going to exacerbate it, I’m not even going to try. It’s not bad for the baby, but I don’t want to be in pain. It’s pain that I’m already getting from standing up from my chair too quickly. (Oddly enough, pretty much only at the office.)
It’s not that I really even miss running for running’s sake because sometimes I hate it, but I miss training for a fall race, embracing the cooler temperatures and feeling good after I up my mileage.
Maybe next fall, I’ll look like this again. Or maybe I won’t be such a dork anymore.
I guess there’s always the elliptical.