I haven’t written in awhile, and all the things I wanted to write about are just piling up. So here they go:
Sleep! Blessed sleep. I can appreciate how important it is for weight loss when you don’t get it. I haven’t had more than 3 hours of consecutive sleep in several weeks, and I haven’t gotten it consistently in probably 8 months now. I am watching myself eat when I know I’m really just tired and I don’t care.
Damn those French women that get their bodies back after 12 weeks. I’ve decided I’m going to give up even trying until I can get sleep again. Because she isn’t going to need my help to sleep through the night when she’s in college, right?
Things were so good when she was three months old. I remember writing my last blog post and thinking that I could write all this helpful advice about how I was getting the baby to sleep 5-6 hours at night, and tricks I’d learned about making breastfeeding work. Since my last post she’s started waking up every 3 hours, and I’m really struggling to pump enough at work to replace what she eats while I’m gone.
So, my advice is, appreciate it when it’s good. Because the four-month sleep regression and teething sucks.
Liss and I last week.
I made a goal to run more miles this November than I did last November. November is the month that I learned I was pregnant last year, and about mid-way through the month I realized it was possible. (The number was 66 miles). I had a lot of success the first two weeks. There wasn’t snow on the ground and running with Felicity in the jogging stroller in the morning made it fun and easy. But around the middle of the month she stopped sleeping, then she got sick, then I got sick, then we had a family emergency, and I went 7 days without running.
But that being said, running finally feels about as easy as it did before pregnancy took over. I know if I had the time to run longer at this point, I could. Which leads me to realize that
… at heart, I’m endurance athlete. Marathons are my jam. I love just tying my sneakers and going on a long adventure (preferably with company). Right now I’m doing mostly “say I did it” runs and I think about what my friend Jen said all those years ago when I started running: It doesn’t get fun until after three miles.
There’s a marathon next June in Orono and while I don’t want to make any promises yet, I really like the idea of running a marathon that’s so close I could practice on the course. Anyone else there in blog land thinking about that race?
But my goal this month is to run more miles in December 2014 than I did in December 2013 (48).
It has the bonus goal of also being more miles than I ran the month before (44).
Question for you, dear readers
What kind of fitness goals motivate you? I used to pick a challenging race and train for that, but now I find that running towards a quota is much easier to visualize as I’m trying to get back into shape.
