Showing posts with label running for moms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label running for moms. Show all posts
Monday, October 31, 2011
Heckled by My Daughter Again While Running With Stroller
Once I was finally prepared, we set off on the crisp Fall day. A few minutes into the run, I was feeling the pressure. I've been sick so my chest is still a little tight. Within three minutes I encountered a huge hill and had to slow to a walk. Munchkin Girl started saying something. I couldn't hear her because it was windy and the canopy was fully extended. I tried to just agree with everything and keep going. "Yes, definitely." "Uh, huh, that sounds good honey."
She got more and more insistent and eventually I had to stop running, pull open the canopy and ask her what she wanted. She said,
"Mommy, it doesn't feel like you're running. Why aren't you running?"
Really??!?!! She made me stop running just to tell me that I wasn't running???
We kept going and came to a stoplight. I turned right and again, she started saying something and being very insistent. Finally I stopped again and pulled the canopy since I still couldn't hear her.
"Mommy, that was a red light. You forgot to stop and wait for it to turn green."
I didn't realize that I brought a Heckler with me on my run. Maybe it's time to join a gym.
I will say that at the end of the run, as I pulled her out of the stroller, she said, "Mommy, thanks for letting me wear my slippers."
Point for Munchkin Girl...It's nice when someone appreciates the little things in life.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Running with Bob Stroller
For the past year, I mostly try to work out at 5:30 am before the kids wake up. This means I get to leisurely run on my treadmill while watching my favorite high quality TV shows, such as Bachelorette, Kardashians, Bachelor Pad, etc. However, Hubby was gone this morning doing a triathlon so I thought it would be a perfect morning to take the kids for a run in our Bob stroller, which we affectionately call the "double-wide". We moved recently and I haven't had a chance to explore the new running routes in our neighborhood. And okay, if I'm being honest, it's been a month since I took the kids running. Okay several months.
So I start out with very high hopes, breathing in the fresh air and enjoying the trees in our neighborhood. Shortly I realize it's MUCH hotter than I thought it was. And Good God, when did this thing get so heavy? I do the math and realize I'm pushing at least 70 pounds between the two kids and the stroller. I didn't put my hair up because I almost never sweat. Everywhere I turn I am greeted with another large hill. Suddenly I feel sweat running down the back of my neck. The kids start asking if I brought them anything to eat (luckily I did pack some snacks). I suddenly feel very far from home and the sun is blazing! Munchkin Girl asks, "Mommy, are you SURE you're running? It doesn't feel like you're running. Go faster!." I start frantically looking for a rubber band for the hair now sticking to my neck. I have nothing and feel panicky. I end up finding a stretchy band from the last time we flew with the kids. The kind with the pink tag from gate-checking the stroller. I look around and don't see anyone. I take the tag off the stroller and somehow get it wrapped around my hair. Hallelujah!! It worked! Pure bliss, now my hair is at least off my neck. Only problem is now I'm lost. I have no idea how to get home. I keep winding around and around and finally I see 114th Street, which means that if I just follow it I'll get home eventually. I brace myself for another large hill. While I'm climbing it, Hubby calls. He is finished with the triathlon and begins to tell me about how he did and how he finished. I'm having trouble responding because I'm breathing so hard.
"You okay?" he asks. "You're breathing pretty hard."
"Yes, but I got lost and I can't find my way home and these hills are huge..." I start to explain everything to him and finally stop. I'm not the one who just finished a triathlon. I burst out laughing. I guess I'm fine. I will definitely choose to only remember what a great workout I got!
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