It all started with the purchase of a Nike Sportwatch and a promise to my husband: he’ll buy the watch only if I promise to use it. Cool, I said. I just wanted the watch because of how it looked. I mean, have you SEEN this watch? Hours on TOP of the minutes? How artsy-fartsy! At the time, I was a mother of preschooler and a toddler. I was go-go-go all the time. I didn’t work out. I used to work out before I got married, but now I didn’t have time. I was 15 pounds overweight, my youngest was about to turn two. Sure, I’ll use this watch.
Then, my husband bought my new shoes… I had to try them out.
I started with half a mile there, a mile there. My pace wasn’t great. 11-12 minute miles. I told my sister and my friends that run about my pace and they said that I was already faster than a lot of people. That pushed me to go further, and I kept at it for four months straight. I ran 6 days a week, got my pace to 9 minute miles and lost about 10 pounds! I found a high while running. It was WONDERFUL!
Then I got pregnant again. I was afraid that I’d lose my dedication when I had to stop, but the opposite actually happened. I’d get so jealous of the runners I’d see while driving to work. I kept telling myself that I’ll do it again.
I gave birth in early 2013 to a healthy (and heavy) baby girl. All of that thinking of running and running mantras I kept in my head must have spread to her because she loves to move her legs. As soon as I was cleared, I went outside and hit the road. Oh, yeah it was like starting over again. I was 14 pounds overweight again. My pace was slow. The runner’s high didn’t come as I’d hope, but I kept at it.
It wasn’t until a month of running that it all came back. The run was fantastic. It was even better a second time around…
… And that’s what I want to share in this blog. I want to share my experiences and hopefully inspire you like my friends and loved ones did for me.