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Well, this is post is more of a formality than anything. I was sick last week so there’s really not much to update. I ran a 6.1 mile run on Monday and then the rest of the week went down the drain. I was sick for two days (Wednesday and Thursday) and Friday I was feeling much better but not 100%. I had to decide if I was going to attend my husband’s Family Day (weekend) with his unit or stay home and be completely out of my mind bored.

I took a chance and traveled two hours with my family Friday night. I brought a change of running clothes on the off chance I wanted to push myself with a run on the hotel treadmill. On Saturday, my son decided to wake up with the sunrise at 6:30. After breakfast, he requested that I help him put his socks and shoes on so we could explore. More specifically, he wanted to explore the stairwell. Apparently, my son’s idea of a good time is climbing 6 floors of stairs over and over. I obliged him because my husband had our vehicle and I was essentially a hostage to my son’s whims. Negotiations to stop and get some lunch were unsuccessful so between climbing stairs and watching the Disney channel I was going stir crazy and my energy was close to nothing. When the CO dismissed my husband and the rest of the Marines after a long day that included a PFT **(Physical Fitness Test)… that is a 3 mile run, sit-ups, and pull-ups… we were all incredibly hungry. We loaded up the truck and met another Marine and his wife for dinner at Fatz Cafe. They were incredibly impressed with our son’s behavior and to be honest so were we. I think he was happy to get out of the hotel and he does love an audience.

Back at the hotel we continued to converse with our friends until almost midnight. The kiddo didn’t mind as he had been having trouble settling down at night because he assumed we were there for the sole purpose of playing with him. He would regret that decision at 5:30 the next morning when we had to pack up and head to the Reserve Center for 7am formation. We waited around until 11 when we went to a park. Luckily this park had a playground. I’m fairly certain we could have convinced our son that this was Disney World… he was THAT excited. So for the next five hours we took turns following him around on the big kid playscape helping him climb ladders and giving him a gentle shove down slides with a short lunch break. Needless to say the two hour drive back was incredibly quiet because a certain someone fell asleep literally two minutes after we put him in his carseat.

So although I didn’t get a short run in to start rebuilding on my marathon training I did get a lot of exercise in one way or another. Sometimes just being active in any way is all you need to keep things going. Let’s hope my illness hasn’t completely destroyed my training. Can’t wait to lace up my shoes for a run today!

** My husband is in fairly good shape, however, he has been training to get his 3 mile run down to at least 21 minutes. When he’s been going on his marathon training runs he wears his military flak jacket (a vest that contains body armor for protection again bullets and other dangerous fragments in hostile territories). So running with some extra weight and more hilly terrain, he got his 3 mile run down to 22:35… just 1:25 away from his goal to be physically fit enough to attend Officer Candidate School (they have pretty high standards naturally).

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Marathon Monday

Marathon Monday indeed! First off, good luck to all those who have trained and qualified for a little race called the Boston Marathon and are running from the suburb of Hopkinton to Copley Square in Bean Town (one of my former stomping grounds). I’m personally pulling for Shalane Flanagan 🙂 If I want to ever participate in this Holy Grail of marathons I would have to run a marathon in under 03:35:00 to qualify. I’m definitely not training to run the Marine Corps Marathon in that time. Just finishing is more my speed (pun totally intended).

In an irony that is not lost on me, I begin my marathon training today. That means approximately 6 months of pounding the pavement, drinking my body weight in water, and reacquainting myself with ice baths. I woke up today just reminding myself that today is one day out of the whole process. I just need to concentrate on what needs to be done today and then I can feel some sense of accomplishment when I can check off today’s workout.

I recently realized that I really miss the structure and schedules I had in college or even when I was had my most recent job before our son came into our lives. Get up & do the hygiene thing. Eat. Go to my job/class. Eat. Continue with work/job. Workout. Eat. Study/relax. Sleep. Easy. It was a time where I barely watched tv or was even on my computer aside from doing homework during my college days.

Now my daily schedule lays in the hands of my toddler- the real master of the manor.

I get up & rush through looking at emails/checking in on The Trail Less Traveled. Chug a coffee or half of a Monster Zero. Help little man break out of his crib and get his day going with breakfast. Do chores (laundry or dishes… right now I throw in packing into the mix). Entertain toddler with books, games, and try to teach him at least one new word. Lunch time followed by nap time. Nap time is glorious. 2 hours that gives me time to eat, shower, and blog. My son wakes up from his nap & then the next few hours consist of redirecting him from jumping on the couch or running in circles around the coffee table (I really wish I were exaggerating). Sometimes I make dinner ahead of time but to be honest my husband is the cook of the family. If it were left up to me we’d be eating the same four meals in rotation. He cooks and I keep our son alive. I think it’s a pretty good trade off. I also utilize this time to go for my run. Dinner is followed by our son’s bedtime routine. Then it’s parental relaxation time… aka we catch up on our DVRed shows. Such an exciting life I lead huh?

Now, don’t get me wrong. This is not me complaining. I’m just notating how life morphs into something unexpected (but manageable at some level) sometimes. There are definitely things that I could do to change how my day rolls like putting our son into a daycare and taking on a job. Or just do my own thing and flat out ignore my son all day. Neither of those things sound even remotely appealing right now (and I hope in the latter case, that it will not be appealing EVER). I’m just saying that there are days were I miss having my own timeline rather than conforming to someone else’s. But that’s essentially what parenting is isn’t it? I miss having weekends off. But really we never have days off. Life happens whether it’s parenting, fulfilling household obligations, making fun memories, etc. Life is just daily transitions.

But don’t you worry about me. I have plans. Big plans. Running my first marathon. Getting my Masters degree is at the top of my list. After that I’ll head back to work when our son is in kindergarten. I will find balance once again. Lord knows that day will not be today though. For everyone who feels like they are in a rut revisit your priorities and goals. Your own health and well-being is number one. If you’re not taking care of yourself you won’t be much good to anyone else. So in the words of Jay-Z….

I’m on to the next one.

Whether it’s miles, memories, or responsibilities. I’ve got this.

Edit: I’m currently watching the aftermath of the explosions that occurred at the Boston Marathon. My heart and prayers go out to everyone in the area. So many emotions. I just can’t explain it.

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