This is what I keep in my mind at the moment.
Every time I run, I believe I win. Every run is better than not running.
Whilst I like to improve at my running and I log my runs in Strava, I tend not to pay too much attention to it.
I’m doing crazy morning runs at the moment because Piper is waking up at 5am these days. I am not a morning person. It’s a bit of a killer for me, but I also realise (at least sometimes) it’s a bit of a blessing because it’s easy for me to just get ready and go for a run with her. Especially at the moment when we are having a ‘mini heatwave’, it’s actually a perfect time of day to go for a run, it’s so nice a cool.
I started running again, after having Piper, 6 months ago. It’s been a tough slog. I mostly manage (only just) to get out 2-3 times a week. I run the same route every time. It’s always a 5k run. But it’s been tough to get through some of the runs, and not only tough, but slow. I think it’s mostly been because of my csection. It all healed normally, but I believe it is still healing. My scar is still sensitive and sometimes sore after running. And I just generally feel like I’ve lost a lot of muscle strength around my stomach.
It was my first csection, so it’s all been a bit of a different exeprience.
Oh, the joys of having kids.
It is mostly because of my csection recovery that I refuse to give myself a hard time or push myself to do more. I’m always super happy to get out and run on a regular basis. I trust in time my time and fitness will improve.
I also really enjoyed sneaking peeks at Piper. She’s so happy to come out with me and I can really see her taking in all the surroundings, the people, the view, the birds. I get a lot of joy seeing her enjoy those moments.
This week I managed a 35 minute 5k, instead of my recent 38-40 minute 5ks. I’ve never been a fast runner, only once ever running a 30 minute 5k. Maybe my 40s will bring me more success in my fitness 😀