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I have my Shamrock Shuffle photos! I am so excited to share them.

Nearing the finish line

Almost there!

After I crossed the finish line, double checking my time

Just after I crossed the finish line! DONE

I have to say they got some really good ones. And for running an 8k and being at the end I don’t look all that awful! Like I had said in my original post about this race I couldn’t find my camera prior to heading downtown on Saturday night so we had to go without it. I didn’t actually think there would be photos captured of me. I mean there were nearly 40,000 runners that day! So 4 cool photos is not too shabby.

Jack is sick today. A cold the poor thing. He finally just went down for a nap. He usually goes down between 11-12. It is after 1. Last night he woke up 2 times, he never ever does that these days. My heart is aching for him. I want to make him feel better and the little I can do doesn’t seem to be helping. My grandparents and my great aunt were supposed to come visit today. That was canceled since he is so sick. I had told them they were still welcomed but they thought it was best for us to let him relax. It ended up being a good idea because he seems to feel crappier and crappier.

My poor munchkin face

Look at the poor face. I feel soooo awful for him. Oh the scratch on his nose isn’t from being sick. He fell down at the park yesterday. Poor thing! A nasty scratch on his runny, stuffy nose! And Momma keeps coming at him with Boogie Wipes to wipe the snot away.

When Jason gets home I think I will go for a run, hopefully 6 miles. I think I will need it to clear my head and prepare for tomorrow if he is still sick then. Today has already been long, and it is only 1 pm.

Yesterday I had my Burn at the Barre class. This is always a favorite day of mine during the week. Two days post Shuffle. I could definitely still feel how fatigued my muscles were. I was never sore from the run, not Sunday night or at all on Monday. But when I had to use all of those leg and tushy muscles last night I could feel how they were not performing up to par.

I kept mentally telling myself two things:

  1. You destroyed your estimated time this weekend, you can do this.
  2. You gave birth with only 1/2 of your epidural working. You felt everything on the right side of your body. It hurt way worse than this does!

I only burned just over 400 calories. Usually I burn over 500. So you can see how I wasn’t working as hard as normal. I wanted to but my legs begged to differ. I did try though. I am hoping that partly it was because she changes the routines each week and we did some things slightly different. Right? A combination of the two I am sure!

Monday I did work out but I did a Long and Lean Bosu work out. It has a lot of stretching and I thought I could use that. It was a a very mild workout and not too long either.

This morning I have swim lessons with  my little sweet face. I am looking forward to getting into the water. I am debating a run later but I think I may workout during nap time inside instead. I have a hair appointment at 6. Sometimes Jack naps until 3 and then takes 30 minutes to eat lunch. That is just cutting it close and not really giving him any playtime. Tomorrow we are free and I think we will go for a run after he wakes up and eats. I want to do 6 miles. Last Thursday when I ran with him he started to get antsy after just over 3 miles. I mean you cannot blame the kid. He likes to move and play and sitting there for 30 minutes can be boring. I give him toys but he isn’t overly interested in them when I am running. So we will see how he is doing after the first lap around the lake.

Training with the stroller is really awesome. I am pushing well over 50 lbs between baby, stroller weight, all toys in the stroller, and any of my things (water, keys, wallet, phone, etc). I equate it to taking practice swings with weights on the bat just before you actually bat. You remove that and suddenly you are able to conquer anything!

I have a few photos from the race. From their official photographers. They are still matching photos to runners. The last I checked they were 63% done. I am going to purchase all of my images once they are entirely done. I will post them. The 4 that I have already are really actually great. They are all from the end of the race, two after I crossed the finish line and two from just before. Surprisingly I don’t look totally awful!

It is supposed to be beautiful out. So maybe we will walk to the park after nap time, the far park so I get over a mile walk there and over a mile walk back, plus any workout I do.

Yesterday I ran the Chicago Shamrock Shuffle 8k. 4.97 miles. My official time is 48:46! I ran the whole thing. I did not stop for even one quick walking break. I had predicted I would run it in 55 minutes. That time I what I would have been happy with. I am ELATED with this time!

I had been running and running and I just didn’t feel awful enough to stop. Then eventually I got to mile 4. Why would I stop then? I knew if I stopped to walk with less than a mile to go I would be so mad at myself. I ran this far, what is .97 miles in comparison? It is nothing. So on I trucked.

I am not ashamed to say I am very proud of myself. I destroyed my original goal. I did not quit when I could have. I think today I still have some of that runner’s high you often hear about. I know for a fact I had it all day yesterday. I am so excited that I did it. I put my mind to it yesterday and I was not weak. I also walked over a mile there and over a mile home. On the way back I carried Jackson for quite a while. He is no lightweight either. I swear the kid is at least 23 pounds. I just ran that race and here I was lugging my toddler around the city. I felt like a strong momma.

I have been thinking about what other races I can sign up for. This race was huge. About 40,000 people. It was an experience. I am used to Jason being able to meet me right at the finish line. Literally taking a photo as I cross it. He could not do that yesterday. I had a lot of fun though. I may do a smaller race for my next one. I do want to keep doing the longer races. I am doing the Dirty Girl Mud Run in June. I am so pumped for that. It isn’t just a running race. I hope to be able to use the rest of my fitness skills.

Now it is time to go look up some other races in between now and then!

Sorry I have no photos really of the race. I couldn’t find my camera while we were packing up to head downtown and we had to get on the road!

I do have this one before I left to make it to my corral on time. Jackson was eating breakfast and he wasn’t too happy to be interrupted 🙂

Getting ready to Shuffle, he was eating

 

Next Sunday I am running Chicago’s Shamrock Shuffle. I am getting excited. Yesterday I ran 6.1 miles. Twice around the lake I live on. It felt so great. I had run over 4 miles before, so I knew adding a mile or two wouldn’t break me. I wanted to run more than an 8k to know that next Sunday would be easier than I expected. I think I am there.

I was about halfway done. Rounding the corner that would bring to the last stretch to where I began my run. A man whom I had passed earlier in my run, we were heading opposite ways, rounded the corner as I did. I always smile and say hi to the other runners, so obviously I was going to say hi again to this guy. My comrade in arms. You sort of feel that way when you see other runners out there. I do at least. Maybe I am weird. Anyway, he smiled at me and gave me a little round of applause! So I returned the applause for him. What an encouragement! I had just been debating if I was going to go for the 2nd lap. Did I feel up to it? Once I committed I didn’t want to turn around. I was probably doubting myself when I shouldn’t have been. That round of applause sent me in the right direction. I KNEW I could do it. What was stopping me? Just my silly brain that is all. I am fit. I work out daily. I gave birth and lost all the baby weight in less than a year. I started working out 3 weeks postpartum! If I want to do it I can do it! So I did it and I am glad.

I was hoping I would run (haha) into him on during my 2nd lap but I didn’t. He must have ended his run. Oh well. I wish I could thank him for that silent encouragement. Sure he knew he was encouraging me, but he didn’t know how his encouragement helped me to really push myself yesterday. I always try to live by the rule that you will never regret a workout. That had slipped my brain for a few tired moments, but  his applause quickly snapped me back to reality. I would have regretted not giving 6 miles a shot. What is the worst that could happen? I get too tired and have to walk a mile or two home??? That is no big deal. At least I would still be moving. I didn’t have to do that. But if I would have it wouldn’t have been so bad. It was a lovely morning after all. There were tons of walkers out.

So thank you to the man who gave me the encouragement I needed to reach a personal goal! I hope that someone pays it forward to him. I know that I will see how I can encourage a stranger in my life this week. Sometimes all we need is a little unconditional encouragement, love, or a small act of kindness from someone who knows you can never personally repay them.