That being said, I feel awesome as a runner. Yes, I've gained a few pounds between my wife being pregnant and also, eating whatever I can shove into my mouth while swaying the baby...all vegan of course, and I am relatively slower than I used to be, which wasn't fast in the first place. But, I am running for the joy of it, not for the time. I am getting out whenever I can to run for as long as I can. Sometimes I don't run because I don't have time, Jett is not cooperating(the stroller is a torture device apparently), or I just need sleep. These are the things that make you a mother. Giving to this little tiny poop machine before giving to yourself, sleeping when you can, and making special exceptions for him. I'm really happy to be a mother and I will give anything for this little man. Right now, I am getting up every few minutes to sway his cute little face back to sleep.
Oh yes, the sway. The sway is the only way that we can get little man back to sleep. The sway is also the thing that is slowly breaking us down. My wife, my sister in law, and myself. It is exacerbating the hip issue that I have been dealing with since April. It makes it hard to sleep when I do get the chance, and it is definitely affecting my runs. I need to get in to see the PT, but, I am also working 7 days a week and when I am not sleeping, I am in mom mode. Maybe a massage will help. All I know is that I am determined to be the bad ass mother runner that I dreamed of when I was dreaming of this little human coming into our lives. I really don't care how long it takes for me to get there...I will get there. It is no different from when I stepped on that scale and saw a 3 in front. I knew that, no matter how long it took, I would change my life. I am reminded every time that I step on the scale and there is a 1 in front, that this did not happen over night. This took tireless hours in the gym and on the road. I didn't let fat get in the way, and I certainly won't any other excuses.
That being said, the kid is asleep and it is time to run...at almost 11pm. The sun never sets on a bad ass my friends! Until next time.
Oh yes, the sway. The sway is the only way that we can get little man back to sleep. The sway is also the thing that is slowly breaking us down. My wife, my sister in law, and myself. It is exacerbating the hip issue that I have been dealing with since April. It makes it hard to sleep when I do get the chance, and it is definitely affecting my runs. I need to get in to see the PT, but, I am also working 7 days a week and when I am not sleeping, I am in mom mode. Maybe a massage will help. All I know is that I am determined to be the bad ass mother runner that I dreamed of when I was dreaming of this little human coming into our lives. I really don't care how long it takes for me to get there...I will get there. It is no different from when I stepped on that scale and saw a 3 in front. I knew that, no matter how long it took, I would change my life. I am reminded every time that I step on the scale and there is a 1 in front, that this did not happen over night. This took tireless hours in the gym and on the road. I didn't let fat get in the way, and I certainly won't any other excuses.
That being said, the kid is asleep and it is time to run...at almost 11pm. The sun never sets on a bad ass my friends! Until next time.
