Thursday, May 10, 2012
I was so excited to get back at it. I thought and dreamed about it for months while I sat on my couch during bedrest. I just couldn't wait to get back out on the trails and back into my normal body and self. In my defense, I only took about four weeks off with the first pregnancy and was running the whole time she was in the NICU.
I am no longer patient. I am trying to be realistic. The reality is very bitter sweet. I am thrilled that I am back out there, and actually healthy enough to start trying again. Just being able to try is a victory and I am happy every-time I do try to run.
The other side of the coin: this past year has really, really, really sucked to my body. Bed rest turned me into a pile of goo. I have no muscle tone, and lots of extra skin. Every damn joint hurts now as I try to run, and the extra 15 lbs is not helping in the process. I can't believe how much it hurts to do what I once considered easy. I don't even really enjoy it while I am out there because it is so hard and painful. I now understand why people don't like to work out. I also now know why people just give up and never do it.
Trying to fit in a run with two kids, one who is nursing also seems close to an impossible mission as well. Though I hope, pray and plead that this too will eventually get easier. I also remember that even though I was running after the last pregnancy, it was hard to run well without solid sleep. And my work schedule then allowed me more time to run. I traded that schedule for more time at home with the girls.
I really hope it gets easier sometime. I know, I know, be patient.
Posted by Beth at 10:34 PM