I think I might be running slower now than I did with my 8 month pregnant belly. I say 8 months because I delivered a few weeks early, and I think my last run was almost a week before he was born.
In any case, I’m not returning to speed quickly. I’m often pushing a running stroller on my runs now and even if I’m not my body does not feel fast. I decided it’s healthy to run slow and re-condition my cardiovascular system anyway. It’s helpful I can rationalize.🙂 And my lovely nurse and doctor reminded me last week I’m only two months post-partum and need to be realistic.
I feel pulled in a lot of directions right now, and I often think about how I should be cleaning (all the things) in the house, working on the yard/garden, organizing baby stuff, writing thank you’s, connecting with friends, being more involved / volunteering, or working on an endless list of actual work stuff for the farm. Or how I just want to sit down and cuddle my little baby.
But running with the Bob stroller accomplishes several things. It lets me bond with and talk to G (or watch him sleep), and it helps me feel like myself. Even though I do get exercise at the farm I really crave time in my running shoes. No matter how physically tired I am I feel better when I manage several morning runs during the week. I’d like to say everyday, but that’s not happening yet.
Life can sometimes turn into a push and pull against lots of to-do’s, but I’m trying to find joy in more of those to-do’s. I can run, enjoy my baby, care for the animals, connect with my husband, and still keep my head above water at home, right?
And even when I’m wrong and we end up with giant weeds in the yard and a garage too full to currently park in, I can still be joyful. Eventually the really important things get done, and if I put family first everything will balance out for the best. I’m especially grateful that caring for the little man doesn’t really feel like work. Even if I’m a tad stressed, I don’t feel like G adds to the stress. He makes me happy and makes me better.