Welllll we might not have made it out to the half marathon this year, but I think the way we spent our Sunday was even better. Having Harper hasn't left much time for training. Not to mention, her late-night feeding tendencies haven't allowed me to get much sleep. Graham and I decided to defer our registration for next year. Who knows if we will run it, but at least we have another opportunity. It was a GORGEOUS day, so we headed to the park again. Harper got to swing for the first time, and she LOVED it. I see many more enjoyable trips here in the future. Although I felt a little down for not making it out with all the other runners this year, her smiles while she soared through the air made up for it. Maybe next year... or maybe not. I'm lover, not a runner, especially now.
You know about my love-hate relationship with running. I love my husband. I hate running. Pretty simple, really. Well, this year one of my best friends, Sarah, has been training for a half marathon. In preparation for it, she wanted to run the Turkey Trot for the first time this Thanksgiving. Graham and I had participated in this fun run each year since we started dating. I ran it last year, sick and pregnant (unbeknownst to me), so I figured this year would be a piece of cake. WRONG. I literally hadn't run since last January... We started out strong, and we crossed he finish line. It saw SO humid, and we were dressed way too warm. But we got the medals, so that's all that matters right? We had a great time, but I don't think this bodes to well for the upcoming half-marathon... keep you posted!
Although I am exercising post-baby, it looks very different than what I am used to. I get to the gym about twice a week, as opposed to my old daily routine. Harper and I go on walks most days, but running is a thing of the past. We've got a great jogging stroller, but running without using my arms is something I am just not quite coordinated enough to do. We've had some great walks at Memorial park lately though, with Harper, but without Rory (sorry pal, soon!).
Harper was less than impressed, but I am sure she will love the park as much as we do one day soon!
Don't get me wrong; I exercise. Daily. I've been a member of a gym since I was 13. I like to walk outside, watch trashy t.v. on the treadmill or eliptical, ride bikes, go to pilates class etc. I am up for trying new things: paddle boarding, tennis, horseback riding, paddle ball, you name it. Running, however, is a whole other thing. My idea of exercise is to relieve stress, not induce it. My husband, on the other hand, is a runner. He did track as a kid. He is naturally athletic. I am not. But when you are in love, you try new things (even if they make you want to die).
Nine or ten months into dating, Graham suggested we go running together. I could always stand to get in better shape, so I decided to give it a go. Three months in, we had signed up for our first half-marathon. I had gone running before, but never had I been a runner. We had a weekly schedule. We had long run days, sprint days, cross-training days. We ran in the rain, the 100 degree temperatures, the awful humidity. We trained for almost a year. It was awesome. I may have cried a time or two. I may have gotten a little miffed at my loving boyfriend who was simply trying to help me reach my full potential. But almost a year into training, we ran the Houston half-marathon. Our time may have not been anything to write home about, but we ran the whole thing. 13.1 miles! I couldn't believe it.
I have come to enjoy our runs at Memorial Park, our sprints on Newcastle, our Turkey Trots. We now have two half-marathons to our name (one completed while in my first trimester!), and we just signed up for the 2016 Houston half-marathon (to hopefully help me get back into shape after baby). I crave quality time with my husband. I want to feel good about myself. I want to make those I love happy. So if that means running 13 miles once a year, count me in. I'm a lover, not a runner.
I'm Angela. I live in Houston, Texas with my husband, Graham, and our mini-aussie, Rory. We are about to become first-time parents, welcoming our sweet little girl Harper Grace in August. I am a kindergarten teacher, but I am taking a little hiatus to be a full-time wife and momma (wish me luck!).