Coming Back to Running

I ran through my pregnancy, I ran after my pregnancy.  In fact, within two months of giving birth, I ran a half marathon (by myself).  And then we moved.  The place we moved to is beautiful.  It is everything I ever wanted in homestead.  2.25 acres (okay, maybe I would like a tad more land) on a south facing hill, partially wooded.  I have been spending my time fiddling around the house, and gardening.

I also (right after our baby was born) got a promotion at work.  This left me little time to run.  I felt lost.  I felt like I was missing something.  All of my time was chewed away by activities for the house.  I spent all of my time either working, tending the garden, straightening up, cooking, or just spending time with my beautiful son.  While I enjoy all of these activities, They were all purposeful and for the benefit of not only me, but my family.

I recently came to the conclusion that I needed something JUST FOR ME.  Something that is pointless.  Something that has no benefit except that it makes me feel better.  And that something is running.  I had tried run here and there since we moved, but nothing ever stuck.  Nothing ever became a powerful force in my life.  It was always and after thought.  Well, now running is in the forefront of my mind.

And being that I NEVER do anything on a small skill, I signed up for an ultra marathon that takes place in 8 weeks.  So my plan is to go from NOTHING to an Ultra (50k) in 8 weeks.  I know it's stupid, but I also believe I can do it.  I also know that whatever happens, I'm going to be better off for it.

I had let myself go so much that I gained 20 pounds in a year.  That just wasn't me.  I  need to give myself some of the love and attention I try to give my child and husband.

This is my journey from out of shape mamma to ultra runner in 8 weeks.  I'm gong to do this my way.  I'm not following a training plan, and I"m not telling friends/family what I"m doing, as I'm doing this JUST FOR ME.

So far, I have three runs under my belt.  Mind you, this is the first time I've run in MONTHS!!
Sunday, I ran 5.05 miles, slowly.  As in, I could have walked faster.  But I did it.I was expecting to be sore the next day.  I wasn't really at all.
Monday, I ran 5.33 miles.  slow again, but not as slow as Sunday.  Very good.\
Tuesday (today), I ran 4.02 miles.  My best run of the three.  I woke up at 5:30 to complete the sunday and Monday run, and today I slept until 8, and ran over my lunch break at work.  This was fast an smooth.  I'm very happy with this.

Overall, I'm just so elated that I made this decision.  I feel like I'm coming back to me, the person I had lost to motherhood.

I look forward to sharing my journey with anyone to happens upon this page, which I am writing just for me.