Day 4

Phew! Just got back from my first run OUTSIDE!!! Ok, so it was more like sprint/walking, but that counts in my book.

This afternoon whilst wrangling my colicky daughter and impressive two year old I was struck with some unease and, to be honest, fear about this whole endeavor. What happens when I do get healthy? I wont be the same, so will my people still love me? I am doing something so different from where I have been. My mother was overweight, smoked, didn't clean house, for sure didn't do the laundry, hell she rarely brushed her teeth. Here I am doing all the opposite things and I am scared to pieces, I have no idea what to expect. What if I can't keep it up? What if I sink so low into my depression that I end up just as scared and heartbroken and alone as she was in the end? What if I'm lying to myself with all this oral hygiene and sneaking organic vegetables into my sons breakfast? I guess all this will be answered in time.

On to the run recap!

Red Wing is a very picturesque quaint little town, with the cute uneven sidewalks, hedges that have overtaken the walkway, and random streetlight positioning included. The sprinting happened when there were streetlights/I could see for more than 15 feet in front of me, the walking happened in the pitch dark. I also really enjoyed being able to see every star in the sky while out for my run. Another positive thing about doing this in the dark was that there was no one to see me pulling up my pants that kept sliding down my bum or holding my lactating mammaries because the TWO bras I was wearing were not cutting it, all while holding a leash and poo bags. I'm sure we would have been a sight to see :)
I took Bandit with me. He is my in-laws elderly Irish Setter. A very sweet dog with about the same athletic prowess as me right now. He was a very good boy and did not chase after the stray cat or yappy Pomeranian we saw. I should sneak him a bit of roast from the fridge.
On the home stretch I told Bandit that we were going to run the last leg of the block, up the driveway and to the front step. I caught my toe on the lip of the step and SLAMMED into the door, which echoed around the quiet neighborhood, and caused the dog to jump a few feet in the air from the shock. A good ending :)

The outpouring of love and encouragement from y'all is so, well, encouraging and makes me feel so loved.

Things I have noticed: I am more energetic, patient, levelheaded, great having something to look forward to that is all my own, great to turn off brain and just go...

And now Miss Lady wants to nurse. Until tomorrow...xoxo