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 😀