Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Believe it or not, I do still exist

I am a bad blogger.

Life has been just absolutely nuts lately. I feel like I haven’t had a break since the accident happened, and that was a month ago!

The good news is, things seem to be settling down (hahahahaha….yeah, right…) Well, ok. At least regarding the accident, things seem to be settling.  My 4Runner was totaled, and we had to fight a little with MY insurance over how much it was worth, but in the end, our hard work and research paid off and we reached a fair settlement. We replaced my car with another 4Runner that I’m REALLY happy with and feel like it’s a great replacement.

And then…we were off to North Carolina for my sister in law’s beach wedding. It was fantastic and exhausting and wonderful to spend a few days at the beach… a rarity in my life (the beach, that is!)



I’m officially in my THIRD TRIMESTER. What the heck? When did that happen? And I’m looking pretty pregnant these days. Guess it had to happen sometime. ;-) I have a 10k on Saturday so I’ll be sure to take some belly shots… I’ll be almost 29 weeks and it’s really unbelievable to me that this is happening so fast. On the one hand, I’m so ready for Kate to be here. On the other hand, I’m terrified. I find myself asking a lot lately if I care as much about being thin or running. What if I don’t care about running after she’s here? What if I never lose the weight? I guess only time will tell…

Monday, September 12, 2011

Letting go

I’ve been keeping something from everyone.

After I ran the Classic 10k at 19 weeks pregnant, I got an idea in my mind. An idea that I probably should have let go and accepted was not going to pan out this year. An idea that, instead, I’ve tried to make happen and after a lot of tears, accepted that it’s just not.

The Rock N Roll Denver Half Marathon.

I’d formulated a plan and it was going to be marvelous. 13.1 miles at 30 weeks pregnant! It would be a huge accomplishment. But in recent weeks, my knee has been giving me too much trouble, and my growing belly doesn’t want to cooperate for more than a few miles. Despite encouragement from my husband and doctor, I decided on Sunday that it just wasn’t going to happen for me. I cried a few tears, I bargained with myself … maybe I could walk it? Maybe I would be ok… maybe my knee would cooperate and my ligaments would stop hurting and my baby on my bladder wouldn’t force me to stop every few miles. Maybe my worries (irrational, perhaps) about doing something to the baby or going into labor would dissipate. Maybe. Probably not.

I sought advice from other pregnant runners. They assured me my fears of hurting Miss Kate were unwarranted – she would be fine. Cardiovascular-wise, I am still in the best shape I’ve been in… well, ever. It’s not the mileage that’s giving me problems, it’s my body just wanting to spend time doing other things right now, like preparing for birthing another human being. My fellow Running Mamas said the biggest obstacle would be being uncomfortable. And they are right. It’s uncomfortable. Oh, and if I could let go of time and speed, and just focus on finishing. I SAY I can do that. Reality suggests otherwise. I’m still a competitive person with myself and it’s hard to let that go.

After debating with myself, I came to the tearful conclusion that 2011 would not hold a half marathon for me. That’s tough for me to accept. I feel defeated in some ways, and liberated in others. I keep thinking that I place these unrealistic expectations on myself, and sometimes, they’re not always achievable. It dawned on me today that wouldn’t it be nice to not have such a high expectation of myself sometimes? That I could get back to enjoying running for running, by not expecting my body to do something that it doesn’t want to do for the time being? Wouldn’t it be nice to go run for a few miles every week, and not get down on myself when I don’t meet my expectations….and rather rejoice in the fact that I’m still running?

My husband and I then sat down to refocus my exercise for the rest of this pregnancy. I would like to run 2-3 times a week (with one of those times being my running boot camp class) with no expectations of mileage or speed. Pilates is still working for me for the time being, but the moves are getting harder with my growing tummy. There’s always water aerobics and spin class, which I’m very open to doing (and low impact so my knee will thank me). And 5k races? Oh, that’s always on the table. I do have one more 10k in three weeks… it’s going to be a slow one, but a fun one for sure. The husband and I decided I should keep racing 5ks to keep me motivated, but not place such an unrealistic expectation on myself. I think I can do that. But in the meantime, I’ll work on letting go of finishing a half marathon this year. There’s always next year…

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Get out… and move!

I was able to take Friday off and work a half day from home before launching into a busy, hurried prep of cleaning the house, running errands, and baking up a storm for the beginning of college football season. Woohoo! We have season tickets to Air Force football this year with a bunch of our friends, and I’m looking forward to some Saturdays being filled with a lot of fun with great friends. Saturday was the season opener and while (naturally) we’ve had 80/90 degree weather all week, it cooled off significantly and it topped out in the 70s, albeit windy. My in laws were able to come down, and I have to tell you…pregnancy is starting to take a toll on my energy level. I just can’t go, go, go for a few days straight like I used to. Or I’m getting older. One of the two (or both!) It would have been a busy week regardless of the accident on Monday… I really hope this next week is much less dramatic.

Of all the things you could fill the long weekend with, why not take a little time to exercise? I took it easy last week, but I think my lack of energy can also be attributed to my lack of moving! It’s amazing how much better I feel when I get out there and exercise. Of course, the hardest step is just getting out the door.. right?

I found some inspiration to kick off this next week. What motivates you to get moving?