So I snuck in a teensy weensy little run today.
Don't worry. It was ridiculously slow. And on a treadmill. And a total of six minutes. I mostly wanted to be sure I remembered how.
But it was a GLORIOUS six minutes. Six minutes that made me feel like myself again. Despite the chub I've still got. Running slow is still running, and still awesome.
The really, REALLY weird thing was the absolute VOODOO that my iPod cast upon me. Because I kid you not--during those two little 3-minute segments that I ran (surrounded by walking), do you know what songs came on? And I have, like, 8,000 songs in this thing.
Runnin' Down a Dream (Tom Petty) and Boston (Augustana).
For realz.
I can't make this stuff up, folks.
In other news, I got a whole SIX! HOURS! of uninterrupted sleep last night, because Bean took a bottle for Matt (although it took some arguing and a bit of time) and I feel like a person again. Yay!
Baby steps...baby steps.
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You'll be back out and crazy fast in no time! Oh, and good luck with the continued Bean saga. Plenty of time till you're back to work :)
Congrats on the run and the sleep!
Hooray for 6 hours of sleep!
Oh, and awesome job on the 6min. run! I remember the first time I ran after I had my little one. It was pretty pathetic. I think I only ran a mile and it was the slowest, hardest mile I had ever run! Ha ha. Slowly, but surely it will get easier. :)
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