july 4th, will mark a year since my first walk/jog race after bedrest. amanda and i jogged the 5k freedom run last year, and i still remember her telling me that i couldn't walk. she let me walk and catch my breath for one block and that was it. she was pretty hard core, but i was so thankful to have someone there with me because it was one of the hardest things i have ever done. we ran it in 42min,
(which was 15min faster than the week before at thanksgiving point)
and i felt so accomplished for my no muscle chubby self.
i mean look at those babies...don't they look like they want to run!!
amanda her twin, my dad and my twins after the run, at thanksgiving point
dad helped push my twins because i couldn't walk and push a stroller up hill.
i remember when the race started i got super teary-eyed and emotional. for 5months i layed in bed and dreamed of the day when i could go outside and walk, and maybe even run.
...and finally that day had come. i also got what my dad calls "the eye of the tiger" and i told him i was gonna run, he took the stroller and i tried to run...but i couldn't. i had no strength, no umph, no muscle. and i realized as i had many other times, that getting back into a fitter body was going to be a lot
harder than i ever could have imagined.
they're very first race!!
quincy and tenley just 2 1/2months old...and since then have really loved 90% of the time spent in
the jog stroller:)
skinny heather, and our triplets, she is such a good runner
i hope to be as fast as her some day!
last summer me and my twinners set out on an adventure to get back
some well needed muscle and strength. i can now say that the twins have been my biggest supporters, they let me push them for endless jogs, all over the place. and for the most part they too seem to really enjoy it. don't get me wrong there have been times when one baby cries all the way home and i look like this mean mom that is forcing them to run in the stroller...and its those times that i do my speed workouts...desperately trying to get home as fast as i can to help stop the crying.:)
and in arizona while i was jogging people kept staring at me, and i became so self conscious because i thought they were staring at my chub. but then i realized they are starring, because i have 2 cute babies and i'm exercising with them...and i guess that is something to look at.
so now that its been a year, the freedom run is just around the corner, and this year i am lucky enough to be able to do the 10k...and i hope to even run home to clock in 10miles. what difference a year, hard work, sacrifice and dedication can make. and isn't that what fitness is all about. not to be tootin my own horn, but i have to focus on how far i have come, instead of how much farther i have to go. i'm still dreaming of the day when i can run faster than 9min miles again. but i am truly just grateful to be able to be back out there!!
next wk, i'll let ya know how the race goes
...and yes, since the babes i've cried at every race i've completed!
i hope that some day these girls will know how far we have come together....and even though getting my strength back has been the hardest thing....i would do it all again in a heart beat.
