This week has been pretty bad with sleep because the baby is going through a growth spurt of some kind and picked up an extra night feeding and the toddler is going through some kind of awful phase of randomly screaming at night for no reason. The combination of being up with both of them has rendered me almost completely unable to remember any details about my running this week. Luckily, I use Daily Mile so I can go back and refresh myself.
Monday: This was one of those ideal days because the baby woke up at 5am for a feeding, so I was able to feed her and get her back to sleep and then run and shower before they both woke up for the day. It's challenging for me to run before breakfast after a night of feeding the baby, but I managed to run a 10K in 59 minutes (9:32min/mile pace).
|We need to work together to stop this "running in the morning" nonsense|
Tuesday: Rest day. I had run 5 days in a row, so I took a day off and cleaned the house during my usual running time. This is why I hate rest days.
|Even Putin needs a rest day from being Putin|
Wednesday: Faith had school and it was warm outside, so I ran 4.25 miles outside with the stroller and then 3 miles more on the treadmill when I got back inside and put the baby down for a nap. The baby seems to not be able to nap well in the stroller, but maybe she'll come around to it or she'll eventually be old enough to last more than 60 minutes without needing a siesta.
|Don't be a jealous hater Mommy|
Thursday: After a really rough night with both kids, I didn't start the day feeling optimistic about being able to run. I told myself that I'd be really happy if I got the chance to run 5 miles. After breakfast, Cordelia went down for a nap so I had Faith watch her morning Elmo (don't you have your morning Elmo?) downstairs while I ran a quick 2 miles. Then I took them both to "Wiggle Giggle Time" at the library and that must have been exhausting because they both took awesome afternoon naps. I had both monitors staring at me while I ran and I kept expecting to get interrupted, but it never happened. I got 8 more miles down and a quick shower before anyone woke up. I think that was my first 10 mile run day post-baby, but don't hold me to that.
|It could have been 12 if you skipped that showering crap|
Friday: My legs felt tired, but my husband had the day off, so I wasn't going to pass up the chance to run. I stuck to the treadmill in case I was needed, which is the more boring option than running outside but I try to make the best of it. I just started watching the BBC series "Dr. Who" on my Kindle Fire and having deep thoughts about why so many space aliens seemed to have British accents made it easier to run 7.5 miles.
|OMG, is my mom is nerd?|
Saturday: This run should have been really uneventful because it was just another boring treadmill afternoon run. For the most part it was boring, until a fuse blew out and the treadmill came to a startling halt. All my years of kung fu training paid off and I managed to not fall. I hadn't been looking at my mileage as I was going, but the last time I had checked it was at 4.5 miles, so once we fixed (by "we", I mean my husband), I ran 2 more miles and called it 6.5 for the day.
|Can I eat this crayon and call it coloring?|
Sunday (otherwise known as today): Both kids were little packages of cranky and after a long morning of bouncing between the two of them, I was able to escape for 52 blissful minutes of fresh air and silence. I didn't even take any music and enjoyed the soundtrack of the dog's toe nails on the road. I finished up with 5.34 miles (can you tell I actually took my Garmin with me?) and felt relaxed enough to have patience with a toddler screaming because I'm not playing Legos with her in the "right" way.
For those of you keeping track at home, or if you are just scrolling through this boring post and looking at the pictures, here is my week in a graph:
|Almost looks like a middle finger|
If you found all this discussion of running horribly boring, here is another picture of an adorable baby in a silly hat:
|I am this cute at 3am too|
See? All better.
Do you have a good memory, or do you always forget things? I normally have a great memory, but now I'm pretty sure I wash my hair twice sometimes because I can't remember if I just did it.