When you shop for clothes for yourself, do you hold up a clothing item and imagine what it would look like on you? That's what I do. Not sure if that's the norm though. Since I've had the girls, what I think an item will look like on me is usually not what I see in the dressing room mirror. I recently came to the realization that when I think about what I look like, I see myself as I was before I became pregnant with Abbey. That was 9 years ago.
I suppose it's because I've gone through so many changes over the past 9 years whereas prior to 2005, I was the same size for 10+ years. This isn't to lament the loss of my former self. I knew I would never look the same the day my doctor told me that I could always, without surgery, look pregnant. I'm still not comfortable with the way I am now but I've mostly accepted that this is it and I want to work with what I've got.
I allowed myself a week to recover from Disney and then I hit the treadmill. I was never sure the last time I attempted to run if I had hurt my foot from starting off with too much or from stepping on a toy in Allie's room. This time I decided to take it nice and slow and keep the mileage down, waaaay down. I ran .75 miles one day, gave myself two days to rest (I know, how pathetic) and then ran another .75 miles. After one rest day, I ran .75 miles again. It wasn't difficult to run that distance - I most definitely could have run farther - but I wanted to take it nice and slow and ease my aging body (ha ha) back into the swing of things.
I was feeling pretty good and ready to slightly increase my mileage and pace for week 2 when Emily came down with that nasty stomach/flu thing and my plans for running went bye bye. Whatever. It happens. I suppose if I was super hardcore, I would have sucked it up and found a way to fit it in but I'm not. I'm tired. My thought was there's always next week. But then there was some other excuse not to run and then Allie got sick. And then I came down with whatever Allie had. Would you believe that was more than two weeks ago and I still don't have my voice back completely.
There's a local 5K this weekend and another next weekend, along with the 5 miler on Thanksgiving day. I won't be running in any of those and I guess I'm a bit bummed out by that. The other day, I was thinking about that 5 mile race last Thanksgiving and how happy I was with how I ran considering I hadn't really been able to train for it. This Thanksgiving, I'm sure I'll be jealous of all those out there running races.
So my point in all of this is that I need to start running and working out again and it's the same story as always - where to find the time, energy and motivation. I really do miss running though. I think I'm going to give a try again this weekend. When Rich and I found out about the 5Ks I thought about walking/light running one with the girls but then an artic blast blew in. It looks like it's going to warm up this weekend though. I don't know about you, but I am not ready for winter. I'll be running on the treadmill until April.
I still want to run a half marathon.