Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Running Mama

When I was pregnant with my first, I swore I'd be one of those women who wouldn't let her running fall by the wayside.  Sure, I'd take 6 weeks off, but then I'd throw those running shoes back on.  I’d read about women like that.  It was just a matter of determination...

…then the baby arrived...

I'd been put into a shoebox, flipped over and spun around.  Every single thing I had done previously seemed impossible now.  It took me 45 minutes to prepare to meet a friend 3 blocks away…I couldn’t figure out how to make food and actually eat it...I braced myself for toe curling pain every time my tiny insatiable being dared need nourishment.

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1 comment:

  1. I found your blog from the Mommy Bloggers group at Circle of Moms. I sympathize with how difficult it is to get into a regular workout routine with children (although in my case I have only one). Wishing you luck on your journey! I have a good time with my son, on the days I can't work out, dancing to his favorite DVD, "Sesame Street Get Up and Dance."