I had a baby 10 weeks ago.
I have to keep reminding myself of that.
No, I can’t run very far. No, I can’t run very fast.
But that’s okay. I’m out there. And I WILL get better.
I actually ran twice this week (whoohoo!). I ran one morning before work (that alarm felt SO early)…
…and I ran this morning with the Island Running Club.
Yep, our little running group is growing!
See the lady all the way on the left? That’s my mom’s friend, Debi. She is an absolute sweetheart and joined us for the run this morning. I ran with her and desperately tried to keep up. We did two miles in just over 22 minutes and I had to really push myself that second mile. I kept telling myself, “You’re running with a GRANDMA!” when I felt like I was going to die. A very in-shape Grandma, of course.
It was humbling.
I still have a long way to go.
But I’ll get there.
My 5k is a month away. I don’t really have a goal for the 5k other than to finish it. Of course, secretly I’ll be dreaming of finally getting a sub-30 minute 5k time (one of my life goals) but I’m realistic enough to know that this probably won’t be the time.
You know one good thing about taking eight months off from running? I’ve missed it. I really look forward to running. Yes, it’s hard. Yes, it hurts. But every time I lace up my running shoes and start down the road, I get a ridiculous grin on my face.
And that’s a good place to be.
Have you ever taken a break from running?