I signed up for my first 5k because I wanted to just do it, just to say I had. I knew from high school track that running took a gene I didn't have. I fell in love with the whole race atmosphere. What is not to love about a race? There are fit, fun, positive people, free bagels, and this happy euphoric energy you can't explain. I couldn’t wait to sign up for another race right away.
Before I had Brody finding time to train was easy. Like any other woman with out children I could come and go as I pleased. I could even fit a run in before and after work. It wasn’t really something I had to schedule.
Then I got pregnant, and I watched the horrific look on several peoples faces as I ran through six months of my pregnancy. My biggest fear wasn’t child birth, but not being able to run for another three months. How long would it take me to get back where I was, if I ever did, or could? After I was too big to run I bought every work out DVD for PREGOS known and I walked.
Then came Brody. Brody has forever changed my life in ways all mothers don’t know are possible until you have a child. I struggled the first three months, battling with fatigue and loose joints, breastfeeding. I craved getting back in the game. My motherly guilt set in every time I left Brody to go on a run. What a terrible mother I am for leaving my baby and for wanting to escape motherhood only after three months.
Then I realized, running made me a better mom. Cruising down the road, ipod in hand gave me peace. It gave me that time to re-group, think about my upcoming goals and make conscious decisions to accomplish them. When I got home there was never a time where I wasn’t happy to see my Brody.
I ran my first 5k seven weeks after Brody was born. Looking back this might have been a little too soon, but it gave me the confidence to know that I could do it again. I am now challenging myself to all new levels, and I am actually a better runner now then before I had Brody. I realized running is just like life, you do what you think you can’t. I hope I will inspire other moms to know they can run again and to believe in the beauty of themselves.
Before I had Brody finding time to train was easy. Like any other woman with out children I could come and go as I pleased. I could even fit a run in before and after work. It wasn’t really something I had to schedule.
Then I got pregnant, and I watched the horrific look on several peoples faces as I ran through six months of my pregnancy. My biggest fear wasn’t child birth, but not being able to run for another three months. How long would it take me to get back where I was, if I ever did, or could? After I was too big to run I bought every work out DVD for PREGOS known and I walked.
Then came Brody. Brody has forever changed my life in ways all mothers don’t know are possible until you have a child. I struggled the first three months, battling with fatigue and loose joints, breastfeeding. I craved getting back in the game. My motherly guilt set in every time I left Brody to go on a run. What a terrible mother I am for leaving my baby and for wanting to escape motherhood only after three months.
Then I realized, running made me a better mom. Cruising down the road, ipod in hand gave me peace. It gave me that time to re-group, think about my upcoming goals and make conscious decisions to accomplish them. When I got home there was never a time where I wasn’t happy to see my Brody.
I ran my first 5k seven weeks after Brody was born. Looking back this might have been a little too soon, but it gave me the confidence to know that I could do it again. I am now challenging myself to all new levels, and I am actually a better runner now then before I had Brody. I realized running is just like life, you do what you think you can’t. I hope I will inspire other moms to know they can run again and to believe in the beauty of themselves.
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