Long before I had a baby, I made myself some maternity leave goals.
(OK, it was probably just about three months before I had the baby, but nowadays three months feels like a lifetime.)
The goals were simple:
- Get up everyday at 5:30 a.m. to write or to run
- Write more
- Run more and run my first duathlon
Right, so I have been getting up at 5:30 a.m., but usually not willingly and, truth be told, not often. My son takes after his mama and so far is a pretty good sleeper (knock on wood). I also have a sweet husband who gets up early with the baby while I grab another hour or two of sleep.
As for writing? Yeah, not so much. As it turns out, having a baby takes up a lot of time. And it doesn’t really allow you with one free hand very often, let alone two. That’s not to say I don’t have anything to write about, because I do about motherhood, as well as the novel I’ve been trying to find time to write for the last 15 months. Perhaps as the little guy gets a bit more independent and takes regular naps, I’ll find the time to sit down and write for an hour. Or maybe I’ll go back to goal number 1.
Finally, run more. This was my week to start. My first race, a 5K, is on May 15. I haven’t run in 14 months, so I have a bit of training to do.
This week I’m proud to say I completed all the training my running application scheduled for me: All 16K of it.
The first day was hard. And it would have been easy to push it off, since we were supposed to get hit by rain (which didn’t really come until overnight), but I made myself roll out of bed at 6:30 a.m., pump (oh yes, running while breastfeeding is a whole other experience I cannot wait to share) and hit the road in the dark for 4.8K.
I learned the hard way during that run that I have to stretch before I run. I’m too out of shape to get away with just going. So for run No. 2 on Friday, I made sure to stretch. That too was a run I could have buggered off on (after all, it was cold outside and slippy after the ice storm), but I didn’t. I bought myself a 10 visit pass to the gym down the street for days just like that. I got myself changed, I stretched and I went off to the gym.
Finally, run No. 3. At 6.4K, it was the longest of the bunch. I stretched, pumped and left the house. I began, what I thought, was a leisurely jog. I finished my first kilometre in less than eight minutes. I decided since this run was long, I was going to schedule walk breaks. My goal was to run the 6.4K in an hour (yes, I’m that out of shape). I finished it in just over 52 minutes — and that’s with six minutes of walking thrown in. Wow.
Next week I’m in for even more kilometres: 20.9 to be exact. I’ll also break a few of my Nike+ records: I’ll cross the 100 run mark (since I started using the app to track my runs in 2011) and I’ll break the 500 total kilometre mark.
I plan to try to write about my training at least once a week, so check back!