Hey, remember how this used to be a blog about running? Well, it’s SLOWLY making a comeback. It’s kind of at creeper’s pace right now – but I assure you in the next month or two it’s really going to pick up again. I DO have races planned (and even ones I’ve paid for!).
So how did the first 2 months go?
I know I’ve used these gifs before, but it pretty much sums it up.
Running has been HARD. The first month back I struggled with hip flexor issues. While my brain and legs were ready to run, my hips were all…
Yeah, they definitely had other ideas.
I did a lot of research and remedied my sore hips with hamstring, abductor, and hip exercises. Here’s a list of the exercises I did. I usually integrated them into my workouts. I actually still do most of them throughout the week at least once – I figure it doesn’t hurt.
Those aren’t nipples, but they kind of look like them don’t they?
I also added A LOT of spinning to my workouts. In my postpartum haze I kind of forgot how I built up my endurance for running after having Livie — yep lots of indoor cycle. It really works those glutes! I’m not gonna lie – the thought of getting back on a bike seat after having a 9+lb baby LITERALLY rushing out of your hoo-ha wasn’t exactly appealing, but it hasn’t been bad at all. Those are details I’m sure EVERYONE wanted to know, right?
For the first month, at least after the first glorious week back, I was pretty limited in my running. It just hurt too much. So, I started from scratch. I ran ran/walk 2 miles, then 3, then 4. During the second month I focused on running without walking and again – started with 2 and added on – slowly. I also took a week off when I visited family in MA, although it was PERFECT running weather. Still kicking myself on that one.
Last Sunday, 2 months after being cleared to run, I ran a whopping 6 miles for my “long” run with Paula, who was also returning from her own little recovery.
We look so cute and matchy — and that was totally unplanned.
And you know what? It was freaking hard. And humbling. And it hurt like I just ran 18 miles. We’re talking about 6 miles here people. SIX.
Please remind me how I ran a marathon again? And why I REALLY REALLY want to do it again?
Yes, it was hot and humid (story of my life) and we were both tired and forgot to eat — but honestly, we went into it thinking “Yay! The easiest 6 miles ever.” Like I said, humbling.
I’m pretty sure these last two months have knocked some common sense into me. Before I had Evan I was all – YA BABY I’M TOTALLY GOING TO PR THIS BITCH! And now I’m all.. Dude. I’m slow.
It kind of feels like this. I feel that turtle’s pain.
It’s a harsh reality that I’ve chosen to accept. Yes, I’m slowly gaining back my endurance and the speed will come with it, but I guess I was expecting my body to bounce back quicker. I’ve actually STOPPED logging my workouts in Daily Mile because they kind of depress me. It was much more impressive when I had a tiny human living inside of me. In fact, I was FASTER when I had tiny human living inside of me.
I’m not posting this to be a Debby downer though or to fish for compliments/support. Despite the pity party above, I’m generally pretty happy about where am with running. I’m running far enough so I know I will definitely finish the 5-miler race in October (and I’m still hopeful for a PR!) and I will hit a high enough number to run half marathons in November/December/January (so far I have 4 on my list). They may not be fast, but I am -slightly- faster than I was when I FIRST started running and I guess that’s something.
And hey – I DID run under a 10:00 pace tonight. Just think of how much faster when it gets cooler. In 4 months. <–I wish I were joking about this.
So to sum it up, months 1 and 2 kinda sucked, but the beginning always sucks. There’s definitely something that keeps me coming back. Whether it’s the challenge, the endorphins, or just plain stupidity I may never know, but in the end it’s because I love it. Have I mentioned that I love running? Because I really do.
And by the way… HE?
Is totally worth it.