I was athletic in high school - played soccer and volleyball and was generally in good shape all the time. I remember back in those days looking at the cross country runners and thinking how completely crazy they were! Sports were one thing, I saw the objective and knew what I had to do to score. But running? For the fun of it?!
Flash forward to September of last year. I was coming up on the big 6 week check-up post giving birth appointment and no feeling so hot in my new mommy bod. Lets add into that equation the exhaustion from caring for an infant, breastfeeding around the clock, adjusting to what life as a mommy and wife means, and preparing to return to work. It's a crazy time!
I guess I figured I would try to gain control of my life again somehow. I had to go back to work, the baby needs to eat, and I couldn't make him go to sleep. ;) The flab, however, seemed manageable. Exercise was on the menu.
A workout video? Nah, too easy to drop and no one would notice. (I'm not very good at holding myself accountable)
A volleyball league? I'm not sure they even exist in my area.
Gym membership? Ha!
The only thing that seemed to make sense was running. I talked my mom into training for a 5k using the Couch to 5k plan. Her ultimate goal was to run a 15k and isn't a great self motivator either so the plan worked out well for us both.
We tried our hardest to make something we knew we would hate a little bit more fun. We took a trip to the city for lunch and a real fitting for sneaks and sports bras. The day I got medical clearance at my 6 week appointment was our first run.
We walked 90 seconds and ran 60 seconds over and over. My mom tried to blame herself for holding me back that day and for nearly every run after that but my new mom body isn't very tough. I was glad for a running partner to take my mind off the struggle.
We got stronger and I felt better after we ran but I still hated the act of running. About 4 weeks into our 9 week program a co-worker recommended Born to Run by Christopher McDougall. This book changed so much for me.
I learned that my body was born to run and that running was perfect opportunity to worry about nothing more than putting one foot in front of the other. I recommend this book to everyone - even if you don't want to become a runner.
I started to like running. Kinda.
After 7 weeks of C25k we ran a Turkey Trot. It was tons of fun and though we finished in last place, I started to feel like the athlete I once was.
That's what running is for me now. Something I do for myself - to help me remain a reasonable human being and to feel like an athlete. For some reason that title "athlete" means a lot to me.
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