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The Pain Wasn’t Bad, Why Did I Fear it?

Oops, I forgot to hit publish on this on Jan 16th!

As I mentioned in my last post, I finally went back to the gym this week after missing/avoiding it since May.

I need to actually get a membership – so really I’ve only been once. But it was better than I expected. Sometimes, I think that going back to a gym and a workout regime can be intimidating for 2 reasons: realizing you’re not as in shape as you were and really FEELING that delta but also feeling all of the sore muscles!

I’m so happy to report that my muscles haven’t been sore! I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to move the next day, but I’ve had no issues! Yay!

When it comes to not being who I was… well… I’m still dealing with that. Going back to the gym and not knowing how far I can run is sad when I know I could run 10 miles for fun before. Luckily, for me, the first time back, I didn’t hit the treadmill (which I would have done if I were on my own). Instead, I followed my coworker to my second favorite cardio machine: the arc trainer. I wasn’t at the same level I was before. I used to use the “interval” option on level 6, this time around I was back to level 2 (Clearly, neither of these are a brag, just being honest). It was a bummer and my leg muscles were still on fire. But I really think starting with the arc trainer made me feel more “ok” with not being at my past fitness level than starting with my favorite: running.

So if you’re like me and thinking about going back to working out, I wish you luck and for no fear! It wasn’t as bad in reality as it was in my head. ūüôā

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Back in the Saddle Again!

I haven’t had much to blog about lately. Mainly because when I first started to write this blog, I wanted it to be about all the silly little tricks I use and what I tell myself to motivate myself to stay busy. But I haven’t had anything to say because I wasn’t very motivated. I’ve been floating through life lately, I haven’t been propelling myself, but I think that needs to change.

Also, I wasn’t ever going to be a good “mommy blogger!”

So what has motivated this sudden change back to blogging? I had time off from Dec 24th – Jan 5th and I decided that I needed to clean out my clothes closet and dresser drawers. I like to do organizational projects when I have significant down time. I’ve lived in three apartments/homes in the last 8 years and every time I move, my storage space gets smaller. I haven’t purged clothes in a LOOOONG time (let’s just say that I still had about 40% of the clothes I wore in high school).

1) I was motivated for the need for space! The clothes I wear all the time had nowhere to live.

As I was going through my clothes, purging them, I realized how few of them fit. In all fairness, some of them were originally tight, belly shirts or pleather shorts from high school – but other things should have fit and didn’t. (In the end, I donated about 80 pieces of clothes – I stopped counting at 63. I also threw away a bunch of old clothes – like over-worn bathing suits, again from high school – but I didn’t count those.)

My drawers and closet have so much more space! Now, I just wish I felt that way in my clothes.

2) I want to fit in my clothes again!

Trying on so many pieces of my own clothes really made me aware of how much I have gained since buying most of them.

I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday and I learned something sad. I gained 38 pounds when I was pregnant. I lost 32 of those pounds by her first birthday. Since June, I’ve gained 5 pounds!!!! That’s right, I lost most of the “baby weight” and then gained 5 pounds for no good reason! Ugh! Where are my running shoes?

I went to Planet Fitness yesterday as a guest of my coworker who is a member there. I liked it well enough, so I’m going to sign up this weekend.

And here is my plan: I need to go to the gym a few times a week during lunch (I’m directing a high school play so my wonderful man, T, is already on full-time parent duty 2-3 nights a week. I feel bad making him do every night so I can go to the gym. Especially because he’s just signed up for Daily Burn so that he can work out and be at home at the same time. I’m excited for him but I want a treadmill. Also, I would miss Baby Girl’s face too much if I was out 4-5 nights a week (plus working full-time).

Playing with hats at Target around Halloween

Playing with hats at Target around Halloween

Next, I need more lettuce in my life. I used to eat salads with almost every dinner as a kid. I almost never eat salad now! So that’s going to change!

And maybe less ice cream…

*Having just reread this, I realize I sound like I’m freaking out over 5 lbs, but I was a little heavier than desired before I got pregnant so this is actually about 20-25 lbs. I’m really just bumming because my weight is moving in the wrong direction. And I miss running!!!! I miss my lovely running trail that I moved away from and I’ve yet to find another good one. I think that might be some spring motivation.

Paddy’s Road Race 2013 – Race Recap

I am BEHIND! This 5k was almost 3 months ago! It was my first postpartum race and bonus: T and the baby were with me as well! This course was my first ever race, 2 years ago, and I was excited for the symmetry. So how was the race?

Well… it was good, a little rough, and I learned a VERY valuable lesson.

First the good – it felt awesome to be out running again with other runners! So, so good!

T; my friend, Ellen; and I wait with the baby at the back of the line. It was essentially a stroller parking lot!

T; my friend, Ellen; and I wait with the baby at the back of the line. It was essentially a stroller parking lot! I had dressed the baby in her Halloween costume because this race was at the end of October, but it was too warm for her to wear all of it.

There were a ton of spectators at this race, and a bunch of them were little kids giving out high fives! I love when kids are at a race to support people. I hope Baby Girl is one someday. And for this race, I was thrilled to high-five at least 8 kids – and one kid’s mom high-fived me because of the stroller! It was nice motivation towards the end.

I¬† received the same compliment repeatedly and I loved it – it was about how we were running with a baby small enough to still be in the car seat attachment – and how that was impressive. I didn’t know this before I was pregnant but a baby has to be 4 months old before you can run with him/her because of neck strength. The baby, at barely over 4 months old, had only been approved¬†for about 3 days by her doctor for running. Clearly, I was excited to run with her as soon as possible! (T would want me to mention that he ran with the stroller for the first half and I did the second half – it wasn’t all me, despite what the pictures make it look like.)

If you’re ever at a race and see a woman pushing a baby in the car seat attachment for the stroller, give her a nice big “Wow! Go you!” If she’s anything like me, I can promise you it will make her feel like superwoman! (especially if she’s running as slowly as I was! We ended with a 13 minute average pace, whoa slow!)

I'm running with the car seat insert, the woman behind me isn't (in case you needed a visual)

I’m running with the car seat insert, the woman behind me isn’t (in case you needed a visual)

It was a little rough because T and I hadn’t trained enough. (T even trained less than I did – I at least have a gym/locker room in my office building so I could run at lunch, T was on his own). We ran the first mile, walked for 1/2 a mile, and then ran the remaining 1.6 miles. Of course the only spectator/supporter we had there (the husband of a friend, Ellen, running the race) saw us while we were walking! ūüė¶

The lesson I learned was this: change the baby’s diaper IMMEDIATELY before the race starts! We fed the baby before the race, but we didn’t think to change her. We drove 45 minutes, waited at the starting line for another 30, and didn’t think to change her before it started! (Clearly, we’re bad parents…) To make matters worse, she was wearing a cloth diaper (we use both cloth and disposable) – and cloth diapers don’t wick away the moisture so if it’s wet – she’s uncomfortable and unhappy and she’s letting you know it! The poor kid screamed the ENTIRE run! We originally thought she would take a nap on the run, but no, she was way too miserable!

As soon as we crossed the finish line, we found a quiet place to change her diaper and she was happy as clam. Lesson learned!

There was actually a second (lesser) lesson that I learned on this run. If you’re a man, and you want your picture taken, run in a kilt!!! T proudly wore his sportkilt (it’s cotton instead of wool and is machine washable). Out of the professional pictures: there are 15 of me, 16 of Ellen, and over 50 of T! The photographers LOVED him!

Here’s my favorite photo of him, doing a heel click, about to cross the finish line:

About to cross the finish line!

About to cross the finish line!

It also makes me think of Jill over at FlyingJumpKicks.

As another random thought, I’m sure the camera man is glad T didn’t go “traditional” with the kilt… the coming down pictures are a sight to see! Thank goodness he chose to wear black shorts! I’d share one of them with you, but I don’t think T would enjoy me posting “up skirt” photos of him, even if he is wearing shorts…

Saturday Morning Motivation – Diet vs Excerise

 

Good luck to everyone with weight loss resolutions this year!

Weight Loss/Weight Gain

I’m back to running and it feels so good! As an added bonus, my wonderful man, T, has been joining me and we’ve been pushing the baby in her stroller. She had to be 4 months old before she had the neck strength for it. We may have jumped the gun a week early, but she has a very strong little neck and the running path was recently paved…so I’m not that worried.

We were training for a 5k this past weekend. It’s actually the first 5k I ever ran and I’m excited for that symmetry!

While there’s a bonus¬†of weight loss,¬†I’m simply running because I want the baby to have a fit mommy. I actually have no idea how much I weight right now.

Before I gave birth, I had been writing a series of “I’m not that woman” posts and I had thought about one for¬†being obsessed with weight. I hope not to be that woman to say “Well… I still have 10 pounds of baby weight to lose.” Especially when someone’s “baby” is a 3rd grader… Girl, that weight it YOURS, own it! So I’m really not all that concerned about weight loss – I gained 38 pounds while pregnant, and¬†when I went in for my 6 week check-up I still had 14 pounds to lose.

Let's go for a jog!

Let’s go for a jog!

One of the best bits of advice I read was “It took you 9 months to gain the weight, don’t be surprised if it takes you 9 months to lose it!” I’m 4 months in, I’m expecting it to take a few more months to lose.

I’ve only had a few struggles with that. The first was when I went back to work. The night before I went back to work was the first time¬†I tried on my (pre pregnancy) work pants. I chose the tightest pair, the loosest pair, and 2 pairs in the middle. I tried on the¬†tightest pants and I couldn’t get them over my thighs. Off they went. I tried on the loosest pants and couldn’t get THEM over my thighs. Tears welled up in my eyes. I started to put on a 3rd pair when T stopped me. It wasn’t worth making myself cry over. I should just wear my maternity pants and be comfortable.

So… I’m still wearing my maternity pants. Apparently my thighs still think we’re carrying a baby. It’s been a month and a half¬†and I should probably try my old pants on again… but I’m not really in the mood to feel bad again, you know what I mean?

And then I saw this poll on BabyCenter.com:

baby center poll

And honestly, it made me feel a little lousy about myself. But then I started to read the comments about how so many of these women didn’t need maternity clothes.¬†They reminded me of a ‘friend’ who came to my baby shower¬†and told me all about her¬†niece who only gained 4 pounds during her recent pregnancy (can you hear me rolling my¬†eyes?!)¬†. Really, if someone only gains 4 pounds for an 8 pound baby, they have LOST weight.

And all of this¬†reinforced to¬†me that people have different body types. My boss, a team-mate, and I all had babies this year (well… the teammate is still pregnant, but not for much longer). Out of the 3 of us, we all have different body types, basically with clothing sizes:¬†my boss is¬†a medium, I’m a small, and my teammate is¬†an extra small.¬†The medium¬†gained the least weight and the extra small gained the most. My boss thinks she gained the least because she already had some fat stores built up for the baby.

So why should I worry about other women fitting into their old clothes? I don’t know what size their old clothes are or how loose or fitted they chose to dress! They are not me, so why I should I worry?

So I’m maintaining my level head (while wearing my comfy maternity pants). And I’m going to run because I love running, not because I need to shrink my thighs.

Ironically, while I’m thinking about my own weight loss, I’ve also had to worry about the baby’s weight gain (she wasn’t gaining enough fast enough), and I’ll tell you all about that interesting adventure tomorrow.

My tracking bib

I was so pumped to get another one of these!

Marathon Monday…

I was originally going to post something today about how this is the first year in almost 5 years since I’ve lived almost on the Boston Marathon route… it seems ridiculous now.

If you haven’t heard, please check out the news from the Boston Marathon:

http://live.boston.com/Event/Live_blog_Explosion_in_Copley_Square

http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2013/04/15/us/site-of-the-boston-marathon-explosion.html?_r=0

2 explosions occurred near the finish line of the Boston Marathon around 4 hours and 9 minutes into the race. As of this minute, the Boston Police Department are reporting that 2 people have died and 28 are injured. Obviously that toll will continue to climb as the chaos is sorted.

Obviously, this is tragic. I’m saddened both for Bostonians and for the running community. My heart goes out to anyone who was in the area and was affected and their families. Additionally, my heart goes out to all of those people who had trained hard to make a dream come true and don’t get to finish after hours of running.

The few people I know to check on at the moment are safe.

My love and prayers to anyone (and their families) in that area!

Using a Metaphorical Carrot for Motivation

I love to use “if/then” statements to motivate myself (“if I do this, then I get to do that”). Heck, that’s even how I motivated myself to read the Great Gatsby in the 11th grade (“If I read one chapter of the Great Gatsby, then I can read 3 chapters of a book I actually like” – nerd alert, I’m pretty sure the incentive in that statement was actually the Fountainhead by Ayn Rand – yep, I was a moody, nerdy teenager for certain!)

carrot motivation

And I’ve found those “if/then” statements work the best if they are both things you are trying to motivate yourself for. (Note: they are least effective with something like this: “If I run a mile, I can gorge myself on brownies until I’m in a food coma”… that probably won’t help if weight loss is your goal, just saying!) For example, last week, I told myself that I could try running on Friday because I was going to yoga on Saturday (and could stretch out any minor aches and pains¬†I might have been feeling if the run didn’t go well.

carrot and chocolate

I had been nervous about the running¬†so the incentive was perfect to get me¬†on the treadmill and it ended up being a great experience! Then, I didn’t want to get out of my¬†warm and cozy cocoon (blankets and a cuddly cat with me on the couch) on Saturday morning to go to yoga, but I used the running as the reason I¬†absolutely¬†had to go to yoga.

And I’m glad I did that, too!¬†I finally had a great time at yoga! The Saturday morning group is way more chatty and friendly than the weeknight class. Plus, I was feeling so good about myself after the running that¬†I wasn’t feeling crazy awkward in the class. (I think I might actually be starting to enjoy yoga! *gasp!*) It’s funny how one’s own perception of themself in a situation can color the perception of the situation. But I was finally feeling good about me and it made me feel better about yoga.¬† It might also really help that I had the same instructor two classes in a row (now 3 in a row, wow!) and I’m finally learning some of the poses.

I’m psyched when metaphorical carrot motivators help everything turn out well. Now, I just need to stop with the running a mile and then eating brownies version. ūüėČ

What “carrots” do you typically use to motivate yourself?

 

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