Today, ran pretty smoothly at Sloan manor, but I have still not rejoined my running group since the Boston Marathon. This morning, I slept late and my child, who is a saint, allowed his mother to sleep until almost 8:00 AM. Ivan just played in his bed quietly until 8ish. How did I get so lucky?
Anyway, Ivan and I had breakfast and got right out for a jog stroller run (eeek, I left my ipod outside in the jog stroller; OK, I rescued it.) It was rather slow, and was really only about 3.5 miles. Now, it is pretty easy to get in 3 or so miles with the jog stroller, and a couple of times I have run the 5.8 through Percy Warner Park with the jog stroller. Generally though, it is not at all pleasant to run with the jog stroller. Your hands are completely restricted and cannot mimic the motion of your legs. Your shoulders are tense from trying to steer the direction of the stroller. Sometimes Ivan gets his hands under the protective cover and hurls his bottle or a toy out of the stroller, and I trip on it. At this point, I usually mutter several expletives and head back home.
Now normally when Ivan hurls something out of the jog stroller, it is because he is getting restless. When I take the thing that he has thrown out of the jog stroller and stick it in the back basket so that he cannot throw it again, he usually begins to cry and he typically wails the whole way home. I have heard of people training for marathons with a jog stroller and doing three hour long runs with a baby or two in a stroller.
WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? Are their children vegetables or in comas? Do their arms feel like they are going to fall off, are their upper bodies stiff for weeks from having to push the jog stroller with their arms and hands locked into the handlebars? It is baffling to me, and I love to run.
Anyway, after our run, I made it back home and got in a yoga session and a Gilad workout. The yoga felt great and I MUST CONTINUE DOING IT. I headed into Nashville after this and had a great lunch at the Food Company with a friend from high school.
In the evening, Ivan and I headed out to my parents house for dinner. It was a lovely evening. Still haven't finished watching Avatar, and I am currently watching Nine, with Daniel Day Lewis. It is weird.
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