Running a marathon seems so trivial compared to the power of a newborns first smile. I do still dream of running the Boston Marathon someday, but it will be something I have to figure out how to fit into my life without interfering with my other responsibilities.
My latest idea is running to work. I work about 4.5 miles from home… so running in is a good little workout, and we have showers at work. As long as I can get my work cloths there ahead of me someone… it works fine. I ran in this morning. Once I get my endurance up a bit… I can run home too. I know two 4.5 mile runs don’t equal a 9 miler… but it may be the best I can do for now.
My running at lunch stopped when Sportsfest started. Sportsfest is where a group of companies here compete in various sports at lunchtime or in the evening. Right now I am playing basketball and soccer… so 3-4 days a week I am already busy at lunch. The other two days I am nursing wounds. =) Softball is starting up next week too… and between basketball, soccer, softball and running… I have to watch shin splints and other nagging overuse injuries like that.
I have to admit I had no idea how life changing a newborn would be. I am so used to being able to stick to a schedule or doing whatever I wanted on an ad hoc basis, but now I am tied to Mia’s schedule… and it is a whopper. It isn’t unusual to not even find the time to be able to make coffee and drink a cup before it gets cold in the morning. There just isn’t time between the diaper changes, crying, feeding, burping, and changing cloths after spitups. But when she smiles… all of it is replaced by pure joy that no finish line could ever match.
