No-Twin Thursday (yeah, I know, I know)
NOW: Guess what I did (ok, I haven’t done it yet, but I’m going to do it, really)!!! I signed up (will be) for the Buffalo Half-Marathon!!! Whoo-hoo!!!!
Ok, I haven’t signed up yet. But I am serious about it. I even had a couple of meetings regarding the topic. First with Tim, then with my friend/running buddy, Kate.
Kate and I talked about signing up for this months ago. Then, we kind of casually talked about it a couple of weeks ago (as in; how’s your running going….not so good…..me neither…..). But I had a training plan that a colleague had shared with me that didn’t start until February 12. That seemed like a million miles away, so no big deal.
Luckily, Kate is more on the ball than me. I want to do it, I have plans to do it, I got her involved in the first place, but then sometimes I just don’t follow through. Or I put things off until it’s too late. Kate texted me Wednesday implying that we needed to get our shit together and figure out what the hell we’re going to do about this training plan that starts in two weeks. Especially since neither of us has been running since our last 5K in the end of September.
lazy calm about it. I said I’d talk to Tim about a good day for her and I to get together and have a little dinner and discussion. I was thinking like next week…two weeks….
But then I said to myself; “self, get your ass in gear”. So I did. We met at Panera last night and planned out a calendar. I’m a little less flexible than her as far as time because of the twins and Tim not wanting to stay home with the twins. We decided running in the morning, 3 times a week would work for our shorter runs and then a weekend day (usually Sunday) for the longer ones. And any day we can’t run together outside for some reason, we have to check in with each other that we got our running in alone that day.
I talked to Tim first. He’s my workout buddy and I’m going to be abandoning him 3 times a week! He basically said that was fine as long as I got him out of bed first so that he’ll get up and do the Wii Fit without me. The other two days I’ll do the Wii Fit with him. Until the sun starts coming up in the morning and then he’ll go running by himself those two days so that he can do some 5K runs this summer.
Kate and I are also going to run an 8K Shamrock Run in between. It works out that it’s the same weekend as we are supposed to do a 5 mile run anyway and it will be good motivation.
Normally, we don’t sign up for races ahead of time. But that’s mostly because the 5K races don’t have a big difference in price even if you wait until the last minute. But this is a little different. Not so much for the Shamrock Run, but the Half especially. So, we’ll save some money (always nice, especially when she has a wedding to pay for in 6 months!) and again, more motivation. If we’re already out the money we won’t use the rain or something silly as an excuse, right?
I feel so motivated after this little plan! I ordered a healthier option while at Panera (garden vegetable soup as opposed to broccoli cheddar) and did not get that 420 calorie Caramel latte I wanted so much.
Perhaps this is just the motivation I needed. Hopefully it will stand up to Birthday Week dinners!!! (6 days until my Birthday! Yay!) This is now.
THEN: It was SO hard that I couldn’t drive after my C-section for 6 weeks. I needed to get to the hospital! Luckily, my parents took me every day that Tim was working. He had decided he would use his time off for when the twins actually came home, rather than now. I had to rely on my parents’ schedule but usually it was ok. My mornings were spent at home alone sleeping, pumping, watching tv, pumping, doing some light chores, pumping, eating, and pumping. Mostly pumping. And waiting. Waiting for the time when my mom and dad would come get me and take me to the babies. It was stressful, but relaxing. Does that make sense?
I’m not a worrier. Whatever will be, will be. And some things are out of my control so worrying isn’t going to solve the problem. Was I worried about the twins? Yes, of course. But they were healthy. It had been ME that was the problem, not them. So was I worried, yes, because they were in the hospital and I had all the what if questions…..what if they didn’t gain enough weight, what if their bodies wouldn’t regulate their temperature, what if they didn’t learn how to eat, what if their oxygen levels dropped, what if a crazed nurse stole them from the hospital like a Lifetime movie?
These thoughts were in my mind, yes. But they were always in the absolute back of my mind. They didn’t stop me from enjoying and appreciating everything else I was given. Especially my sleep and freedom. I had two newborns and I was sleeping through the night and had loads of freetime. I try to look on the bright side. 🙂 That was then.