I've missed the view of my Garmin sitting on the windowsill before a run.
I know, it's silly, but it was a big part of my routine a year ago and now that I am getting back into the swing of things it was nice to see my old friend sitting in the window waiting for me.
This morning I was busy doing the dishes and cleaning the bedrooms before Jason got back from his trip. There was a lot of running around going on, from doing the dishes, helping the baby, folding laundry, getting the kids drinks, helping them get dressed, etc. There was a lot to do, I'm just glad that I have the energy and strength to do it all with little effort.
After quiet time I got the three older kids bundled up and took them to the playground. It's been pretty chilly here (between 15-25° outside) so the kids have been stuck inside. It was a warmer at 44° today so they were excited to get out and play. I on the other hand was excited to get outside and walk.
I ended up walking for 36 minutes while they played. I felt good other than the fact that my clothes were super tight. Seriously, I remember when they were super baggy on me and I could barely keep the pants on. It's a little depressing, but I just keep telling myself I gained the weight for a great cause and it's only been 2 weeks. It's going to take some time to recover weight wise from this. Little by little....
On the way to the playground I kept arguing with myself. On one hand I really wanted to attempt some jogging and on the other hand I didn't want to undo any recovery. I felt like I could just run and be ok, but I kept telling myself, "You have to walk before you can run." I miss running. I reminded myself that it's only been 2 weeks and for 9 months I didn't do much running at all. I have to build back up to where I was, I can't just pick up where I left off and run 13 miles without any problems.
Well, next week is a new week. A new week of walking, building up to when I can run again.
I just have to stay positive. One day at a time....