Through My Son's Eyes

Last week ended up being a rest week, I needed it mentally and physically. I took Monday-Friday completely off, slowed down and soaked up life and rest. {exhales}

I often think about the things my son will never know life without or before. He will never know the world pre 9/11, technology is expanding at breakneck speeds so who know what that will look like in just one more year (he already knows how to operate he's gma's ipad better than anyone).

My favorite thing is that he doesn't know me pre-running. I look up running as a stress management tool when he was about six months old and ran my first half marathon when he was 13 months old. He loves to talk about how mommy runs, and on the rare occasion my husband brings him to a run my son is over the moon! He even calls his tennis shoes running shoes.

My son looks up to me, it's one of many reasons I continue to run. Without saying it or being told he looks to me for guidance on what to do and how to do it. At three years old he knows running makes me happy. This is one of many important things I hope to teach him; working out is a normal thing you do, it helps keep you healthy and it's fun.

Something he's teaching me thought is that I am beautiful; the way he looks at me even after a long hard run (or half marathon) is nothing short of "you are beautiful to me". I work so hard to see things through his eyes, now it's time to see myself though the same perspective.

Just a little food for thought. Today I did a 5k fun run at 11 min/mi. Not too shabby.

Jen

Training and Life Lately

Life is so good lately that my little blog is already getting neglected. Meh. ;)

Let's see last week I had a good training week. It looked a little somethin' like this:

Weds-1 hr strength training (BodyPump!)
Thurs-5 miles with my work buddy again (I took the day off and left my son with my mother-in-law and scrubbed pretty much my entire house that should count for at least 5 more miles!)
Friday-I forgot I created a "Run at Work" event at work, only two (VERY SPEEDY) people showed up...and handed me my own booty, I'm still out of breath!
Saturday-MUCH NEEDED REST!
Sunday-I did a themed 5.5k with a friend that basically had sprinter intervals. I'll count that as my first and only speed word.ever.

My nutrition has been whack (in a bad way) lately. The Hubbs and I discovered a addicting show on netflix and have been watching it, like...well, we're addicted to it! Ha! So I've been snacking a ton and staying up way too late (note to self morning people should not marry night owls...kidding babe, kinda!)

This week was good (so far)

Tuesday-1 hr strength training (BODYPUMP!) with an instructor I'm not used to...I could barely walk the next day. Why does the pain feel good? Is there something wrong with me? Don't answer that.
Thursday 3 rough, slow miles. Every step was ouch.ouch.ouch
Saturday-I'm planning to take BodyCombat for the first time in almost a year, it will be nice to mix up my cardio
Sunday-a short run if the weather is kind (it's so unpredictable in MT!)

(I'm off on Fridays and spend them with my kiddo so it's almost always a rest day!)

Nutrition is mostly back on track, I'll always and forever snack and have treats (I never count healthy fats).  It was nice to have my annual doctors visit (no no that sounds weird, sigh)....my doctor praised me for maintaining my weight loss since having my son and adding strength training into my life. I think most people have (THANKFULLY!) forgotten how big I got with my son (I gained 60 pounds sad face).

Other than that life is good and full, we've been cramming as much fun into fall as we can, ya never know when it will snow in good 'ol Montana. Literally. Work is good and very busy. The three year old is amazing, and thankfully napping right now. I've got nothin' worth complaining about. for now.

Happy Friday,
Jen

Reality Check: Slow down, love boldly

I came here to write about the last two weeks, excuses about not being able to post in hand. But first I stopped by the ol facebook and read a story a dear friend posted.

Click here to read Huffington Post (UK) Story

I wept as I read that story. I crammed five days of work into three days this week, I forced two hard workouts into less than 24 hours and took today off (sending 3yr old to Gmas so I could clean)....I rush and rush and rush around often forgetting that tomorrow is not a luxury granted to all....I lesson I learned first hand right after my son was born, but that my friends is a story for another day.

Click the link, read the story with tissues in hand and then go hug someone, anyone.

Much Love,
Jen