Friday, September 25, 2009

Why I Run...

Why I Run...

After having my baby I began to develop the desire to regain command over my body. I have always lead an active life with dancing, walking, Pilates, horse ridding, swimming and the general rushing around that consumes most of my day but I had never really run. I had tried to run several times but always failed. It was the same scenario; over excitement lead to over exerting myself (injury) equating to an overwhelming feeling of failure. It only ever lasted a week! I used to say running was just not for me. I always blamed my “bad” knees and said I was not made to run.

When my little boy was three months old I took a conditioning class. This conditioning class exposed me to the importance of cardiovascular conditioning; training that elevates the rate of the heart for a prolonged time. My class challenged me to be involved in at least three cardio work outs for 20 minutes or more each week. At the time I involved in yoga and dance but neither offered an aerobic workout. My situation didn’t allow me to visit a gym or to take a class so my running shoes were given another chance. Running seemed like the perfect solution, I could run outside in the beautiful weather while pushing my little boy in a stroller.

I had no idea of the journey ahead of me.

So it was me, my son and the huge bulky stroller.

The first time I ran I felt pathetic and humiliated. It seemed like the every person, tree and flower was snarling and laughing at my slow pace and sweaty face. I shuffled. The aim was to go for a minute. A minute grew to five and then to ten and then I did a mile, a whole mile without stopping! My clothes were stuck to me with sweat, my hair was dripping but I shuffled an entire mile. What a success!

Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday I laced my shoes and pushed my baby around the neighborhood in a sluggish fashion. I used to hate the feeling of transitioning from a run to a walk. It would feel as though my heart was ready to explode and that my ribcage might collapse. But then I found a friend. Having a shuffling companion made everything easier; we relied on each other and depended on each other. Before we knew it we were doing two miles, then three. Thankfully with every run I felt a little stronger and suddenly I began to enjoy it; imagine that! Instead of dragging myself out the door I began to look forward to the mornings I would run. The days I didn’t run I felt gross and tired but days I worked my body it felt glorious, I felt glorious! Yes, exercise fuels the body, you have heard of endorphins? Endorphins make you feel good and are created as a result of exercise, well it is not just a made up fact it is true and it has changed my attitude.

A pivotal point in my running experience was when I could breathe. Of course I was breathing all the time but after some time I could breathe with ease. That’s right no more huffing and puffing. I had created a rhythm of my own, it allowed me to work hard, talk and be fully aware of all my surroundings. It was the most exhilarating feeling. No longer did I feel a slave to my shallow panting. Now my lungs were smoothly expanding and contracting, my heart was pumping blood with a powerful force, it felt great and I felt wonderful.

I still sweat (actually I am the sweatiest person I know, you should see me after Aerobics) I still run slowly and compared to fancy fast runners I still look pathetic but I CAN run. I can run for 2 hours! To me that’s amazing!

I have been running three or more times a week for 2 years now and recommend it to everyone. It is cheap, easy and a great cardiovascular workout. I not only lost all my baby weight I now have a stronger and healthier heart. I have more energy! Last year my friend and I trained and ran a half marathon, 13.1 miles and I did it again last week. It was amazing; I never thought I could have achieved that, especially with the duties of a mother. Now running has become my release and escape from my daily challenges. I love the feeling of my heart powerfully beating within me. Running has taught me that you don’t have to be fast to experience the great health benefits you just have to do it.

The best piece of advice I would give to someone who wants to run for the first time or get back into running is: take it easy and find a friend to join you. Your only competitor in running is the voice in your head telling you to stop; overcome that and you win the race!

Running is a part of my lifestyle and I LOVE it.
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Round two "Half Marathon"

Last year I decided to take the plunge with a dear friend and run a half marathon, you can read about it here. Well I did it again! Yep, I think this is something I will do annually;) Sadly I couldn't do it with my fellow shuffler, Carlee as she lives in Utah and I Colorado so I found new shuffling buddies. Our running crew was made up of the following wonderful women:
  • Rebbecca, the non sweaty lady with a light footed stride, seriously this woman was speedy gonzolas
  • Mellisa, the long legged pace setter. She is so consistent!
  • Elaine, the girl who said she couldn't who then did it with style and determination. Now she is addicted to races...what did I create?
  • Anne, the most determined woman I have ever met! She ran a half Marathon with an injury, it is beyond me as to how she did it.
  • And ME! I am by far the sweatiest and craziest.
We have been training for about 7 weeks. My favorite part of a half marathon is the journey, the personal progression, the friendships and following through till the end.
Well, the half marathon was in beautiful Buena Vista. Anne has a rich cousin who kindly let us stay in their mansion cabin; it would be an understatement to say us mum's had a blast being childless for one night. After playing boggle and realizing that our vocabulary is pathetic in comparison to Anne's walking dictionary brain we headed to bed. After a restless night we were up grunting, groaning and giggling with nerves. School buses took us up into glorious country. Before the race the forest was riddled with squatting white bottoms for what seemed like a group urination! It was pretty funny to see everyone trying to be discrete.
Then the run. We (the five of us) were in the lead for a split second...we were the first to the starting line. The first 8 miles felt amazing, I was power woman I wish I would have worn a cape because when mile 11 crept along I would have opted for flight for the last two miles but that would be cheating. I would be lying if I said it was a breeze because it was not but I did win the battle between my mind. Running is truly a mind game.
I was thrilled with my results: I didn't stop. I averaged just over a 10 minute mile (for me this is good) and I finished strong!
Who wants to run a half with me next year?????

Fun in our cabin mansion


Me doing my thing!



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Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Jack Story

What can I say this kid loves me and I love him too. We have a blast most of the time. Sometimes I freak out at his activities and other times I just ignore the situation and pretend that everything is oh so OK.

HA! Sunday morning was one of those moments when I didn't want to know what my little tyke was up to. The scene: Ben is in the shower I am doing my make-up and there is silence; always a bad sign in Jack case. Jack then opens the bathroom door peaks in and says "hi...stay in here." Well if that isn't a red flag then I don't know what it. I finish my eye shadow, take a deep breath and venture out of my peaceful zone to see the "Jack" damage. The sofa is littered with paints that Jack had skillfully retrieved by taking a dinning room chair into his room to help him access his top dresser drawer. I was not expecting to see little paints lined up neatly on the sofa. I presume that Jack has been planning this one for quite some time. I ask him "what are you doing?" He responds in a high toned happy voice with his head tilted to the side"painting!" HA! This Kid cracks me up. All I can say is I am glad I found him before he used leftover water from the night before to spread paint over my home.


I am this kids biggest fan!





I am challenged daily by motherhood but it is the most glorious adventure.
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Baseball and Jack!



Jack is getting really good at saying prayers. It is my favorite thing in the world. Last night I went running and Ben put Jack to bed. Jack wanted to say the night time prayer so he did. He said "bless mummy...running" oh it wakes my heart melt.

Another thing Jack excels at is apologizing. He is always saying "I sorry mummy" often when he hasn't even done anything wrong. Plus he is always honest. If he has hit someone, like he did yesterday he will come up to me and say "Mummy I hit him...I hit him on the arm." Least we have the honesty thing down.
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Monday, September 7, 2009

My sister is amazing!!!

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Sunday, September 6, 2009

Saturday, September 5, 2009

CAMPING!!!

Well our plans for this weekend changed but they evolved into a glorious camping excursion with the some friends. Tin foil dinners-yum, smores-double yumyum, laughter-a necessity, night terrors by jack-yikes, breakfast burritos-delicious!, poopy underwear-want to vomit, make shift p$j sandwiches-messy, AMAZING scenery-made everything worth the while.

Guanella Pass is my new favorite place its beauty was glorious.




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Thursday, September 3, 2009

LOVE THIS GUY!

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Wednesday, September 2, 2009

My little Buddie update

Can I just say how much I love being a stay at home mum who isn't trying to do school at the same time. Ever since I officially finished school being a mum has been so much more enjoyable. I love my Jack Attack!



Now, do I have some funny stories to tell about my handsome little guy....
  • We were at church singing the opening hymn and just after the song finishes Jack looks up at me and says, "great job singing mum." HA! Cracks me up because whenever I sing in the car he tells me to stop and be quiet, I guess he likes church hymns.
  • Jack still hits...Well my friend suggested putting lemon juice on his tongue as a punishment. I did. He looked and me and with a huge smile declared "DELICIOUS!" I also tried soy sauce and he asked for more.
  • When my sweetheart was out of town in Orlando for training I was home with Mr. Jack. Jack was especially intense one day. I had put him the bath as I was at a loss what else to do with him. He was crazy! I left the bathroom to gain some sanity. On entering the bathroom I saw Jack pouring a bucket of water onto the floor. The bathroom was flooded. I think my heart rate increased more than is healthy. On my hands and knees try to clean up the mess. I start singing "I am a child of God" to feel peace as Jack pours water over my head. Some much for peace. Now I can laugh about it, at the time I cried.
  • I took Jack to see a house that was for sale. The carpets had just been cleaning and he went pee pee in the corner of a room on the floor. When I figured out what he was doing I freaked out. All he could say was "oh no! Look I pee pee."
  • Last night I asked Jack if he wanted ice cream or a cookie. He said "Ice cream"- good choice. After finishing he looked up at me and sweetly asked "cookie?" wink wink "no Jack you already had your treat but you can have a drink milk or water?" Jack replies "Juice?" wink wink, I say "milk or water" looking defeated Jack say "OK milk." I give full points for effort.
  • Jack say "u huh" to everything right now. I love it.
  • A couple of weeks ago my friends and I took our kiddos to Garden of the Gods. As we were enjoying a picnic we looked over to where the boys were playing to see them with their pants around their ankles peeing. We laughed really hard!

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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Flashback- Jack's first time with Carrots at five months.



Jack is enthralled by this video. He can't stop giggling at himself:)
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