Now my candy tastes like guilt.

So last week I focused on “speed” this week I am “going the distance.”  My speedier workouts were…ok.  I mean I really only got down to 7:30 or so paces, but that’s average.  I know I ran some miles in the lower 7s.  I kind of figured that if I want to half marathon PR, I need to start doing tempo runs in the 7:10-7:20 range.  Luckily there are no half marathons til, like late April/early May.  I am actually kind of disappointed about that.  I miss racing and that is a long way off.  I am registered for Boston but I think I am just going to lose out on that money.  A trip to Disney and a new house are in the near-ish future, so I am not about to shell out 500$/night for a hotel room.

Sunday was unusually warm, in the 40s in the morning, so I ran 9 miles.  Monday I ran 8, with some of them outside as it was still pretty nice.  Tuesday I took an off day and did some kettlebells and pushups and random strength stuff.  Then I ate like total sh*t.  I had like half a bag of chocolate chips after dinner.  Then I was all jittery from the sugar.  I still feel kind of ucky.

This morning I ran 8 miles at 7:54 pace.  I’d be happy with that as a marathon tempo run.  Anyways, I still haven’t figured out a good way to drop the overnight pump session, so it’s rough to get up at 5 to pump again and then fit in a longer run before E wakes up.  Plus I get a lot of milk during the overnighter.  I am keeping it for now.  It would be nice to be able to go longer periods during the day without pumping.

E is doing really well.  She is so freaking cute.  When I get home from work, all I want to do is hold her.  But there is always stuff to be done and I need to make sure I play with Red and give her my time too.  Life gets chaotic, like trying wipe Red’s butt while feeding E, or getting Red what she needs while holding a fussy E, but I really love it.  Even in those moments I am glad that I can find humor (sometimes).  Who would have guessed I’d love this mom thing?  Not me.

I have not much Christmas spirit this year.  I don’t know what’s missing.  I mean, it will be fun and all, but I don’t have the excitement I usually have.  Maybe it’s hormones. ha

I am the spaghetti

Finally got through that long stretch of work.  I ended up running 37 miles last week with one full rest day on Saturday and a sort of rest day on Wednesday in which I ran only 2 miles.  Yesterday was a good running day.  I slept in until 6 and ran 5 miles.  Then when RKY woke up, I went outside to run.  When is the last time I did that?  I seriously don’t know, sometime in early September or maybe even August.  It was just a 2 mile loop but I was flying.  And my hands were freezing.  Sort of forgot how cold they get when you run in the winter.  By flying, I mean I averaged 7:25 over just 2 miles (7:32 and (7:16).  My old definition of flying is more like 6:30s.  But no matter.  I was stoked to run that fast and to have it feel fairly effortless.  Today I am sore in some spots that were apparently neglected by treadmill running.   I ran 6.25 today, all treadmill, as my weekday runs will be until E establishes a consistent schedule.

I have been eating pretty terribly.  My sugar addiction is out of control.  I should probably go cold turkey but there’s really no way in hell I want to do that.  I just want to cut back on the sugar and start eating healthier.  I am doing better at getting in veggies and drinking my V-8s.  My weight is slightly less than pre-pregnancy (yay breastfeeding) but my stomach is pretty marshmallowy.  I blame the sugar.  And the fact that it’s only been 10 weeks since it was big.  Time and less sugar should get me those abs back, I hope.  Then again, no one really sees my abs, so eh.  I figure I will let that go after baby #3 and just not give a sh#t.  But for now, I still sort of care.

Though I have no races, I am looking up some half marathon training plans, just to give me some ideas for speed work and other ways to get faster.  Hal Higdon’s all seem too low mileage for my taste.  I think I will give his marathon advanced one a try for my next marathon, whenever that is.

This past weekend was pretty fun with the fam.  Friday night we saw Santa at the fire station.  Saturday night we went to another Christmas walk and met Rudolph, did some shopping, and watched fireworks.  Sunday we got our angel tree shopping done and I tried to tell Red about what we were doing.  It seems weird to say, “hey these toys are for poor kids and we aren’t poor.  And don’t even ask why Santa doesn’t bring them enough presents.”

This week, I plan on forcing myself to run faster.  Just trying to race through the work week so we can party all weekend.  By party, I mean play with the kids and maybe go to a bake sale.

pretty sure the more fedoras, the better

Well, work schmerk.  On day 4 of an 8 days in a row work streak.  I forgot how tiring this full time working thing can be.  Well, not tiring as much as boring.  Plus this building dries me out like beef jerky.  My contacts pop off my eyes, my lips chap, and my hands crack.  I usually go home with a massive headache.  Pleasant.

I keep failing at this preparing ahead of time thing.  I stumble around in the dark for 15 minutes trying to find work attire, end up shoving hardboiled eggs in my mouth as I head out the door, and forget pump parts at home.  This is stuff I can prepare the night before, but I’m usually too tired (lazy) to do it.

Sunday I ran 5.1 miles with intentions of running another 2 at night.  Instead I fell asleep on the couch with Red.  Monday I was able to run a whole 8 miles in the morning.  E slept late.  I even showered before she woke up.  This morning was total opposite.  She woke up about 10 minutes into my run.  She wasn’t hungry but she did have a dirty diaper so I changed her and ran about 20 more minutes when she did get hungry.  Fed her and she fell asleep, so I finally got back on and finished my run at 6.25 miles.  This was all before 7 a.m. so you can guess what ungodly hour I woke up.  Plus I am still waking up in the middle of the night to pump.  I am working on weaning off of that.  Pumped 14 minutes, then 13, I will do 12 tonight.  Geesh, I could write a book on exclusive pumping.

I think tomorrow will be a rest day, so hopefully I can get better sleep than I have been.  Only 3 more days til the freakin weekend and hopefully, some Christmas fun

most wonderful…

So it’s Black Friday.  Which doesn’t mean much anymore because pretty much everywhere was open yesterday.  I am at work updating this, because why would I be doing work on Black Friday?  No one else is.  It is DEAD.  I work all weekend as well and am hoping for a whole dead weekend.

Running has been going so well.  I still feel pretty slow and a little stiff, but I ran at least 7 miles two days this week.  Actually, yesterday I ran a total of 12.25.  Not because I was compensating for eating too much.  But because I knew I wouldn’t be able to this morning, so i ran my planned morning run to last night at like 9:20.  I was falling asleep around 8 but got a 2nd wind after Red went to bed and decided to go ahead and bang it out so I could “sleep in” this morning while RKY worked all night.  It ended up working out and I slept in til 6:15.

Still had trouble getting everyone out the door because Red was dragging her feet and being whiny.  But I made it to work before 8.  Took a pump break at 10:00.  It is a little awkward.  I realized the blinds in my office arent exactly blinding enough, so I went back to the other office with a large storage closet area that has an outlet.  Stood back there for 15.  I used to do a little hand pump in the bathroom but I always felt bad using the staff bathroom for that long and also, just pumping in a bathroom.

Thanksgiving was nice.  I did not Turkey Trot because I am still slow and, holy balls, it was cold yesterday.  Still trying to figure out what my spring plans will be.  Maybe IL half or full.  Would like to register for Chicago next fall.  and probably do the local race as well.  Anyways, I am hungry as hell and craving leftovers.  Lunch break in 15.

looking forward

so I am back at work.  Just 8 hours this week and then 20 next week.  then it’s back to the full time 40 after Thanksgiving.  My incision drama continued last week, but is resolved, for now.  i am still convinced that it’s not really over and i will probably have another set back.  Last week he drained the middle and left side of it again.  I am worried that the right side will flare up next.  Today i went to see him and he gave me the all clear on the two locations that were drained.  It seems as though i am allergic to dissolvable sutures and they were pushing up through my skin.  so that is gross.  and hopefully something that can be changed next time.  yes, next time.  Despite all the weird pain/pressure during and the pain and issues after this c-section, i am still wanting to do it one more time.  Well not really wanting to do a c-section again, but i want another kid, so i have no choice.

after seeing the Dr. last week, I took 3 full days off from running.  he told me I was ok to run slow, but i didn’t want to risk it.  i came back on Monday with 3.5 miles, tuesday with 4.5, wednesday with 5.5, and a whole 7 miles today!  whoooo!  The last time I ran that far was the day before I had Elora.  It took me just over an hour.  My right hip was sore at the end because I think i am compensating for the pain I had in my incision on the left.  I think tomorrow will be a much needed rest day.

E seems to be on a schedule that looks like this… go to bed around 8:30 or 9, wake up to eat at 1 or 2, then start grunting at 5:30-6 a.m. This is usually when i am running, so if I am on the treadmill, she will continue to sleep.  If not, she will grunt and grunt until i wake her up to be fed.  hahaha.  So on days that I don’t run, I am still waking up pretty early to her grunt noises.  Just like with Red, she will wake up about 3 minutes after the treadmill stops running.  It’s like a white noise machine.  this motivates me to run as far as possible without a break.  it also means I don’t get much time for strength training or anything like that.  i have been doing planks in those 3 minutes, but no crunches because that still sounds too painful.  I do want to do more strength stuff so i will have to fit that in at other times of the day.  After I feed her, i try to calm her down so we can go upstairs and I can shower without waking up Red.  this doesn’t always go as planned.  Then i get dressed and we go back downstairs to watch TV while i feed Red or wait for her to wake up.  now that I am back to work, this is when i will need to be organized, have my clothes picked out, breakfast planned, and hopefully get in another pump before work.

Pumping has been going pretty good.  I have had a few painful plugged ducts, but they usually resolve themselves after a few pumps.  I have been pumping about 70 oz a day which is more than enough, and I do end up dumping some down the drain.  the milk bank never got back to me about donating, so i just dump the bottles that probably have caffeine in them.

Back to running-

I don’t have any goals for the winter.  I would like to start running outside at some point.  Hoping e starts sleeping later or something works out so I can do that.  However, it has been brutally cold and windy here already, so i am not really concerned too much about getting out there.  Turkey trot is on thanksgiving, but I am leaning towards not running it.  not really feeling like racing yet.  Winter brings the obvious race drought, but I would like to be training for something.  I am registered for Boston, but thinking that will be a no go.  So I will hopefully find something else closer to home to satisfy my training hunger.  Maybe just some half marathons.  i’m getting nerdy excited just thinking about it.