YAY! It HAS to be coming for real right!? It always feels so momentous to get back out on the road with Wicket in the stroller, and this week has been no exception!
The first run with the stroller in March has become really sentimental for me. After starting back running after having Wicket, with the exception of a few runs in December I was primarily tied to the treadmill due to the weather. Duh. Both for me AND for him, but the stroller really adds a different dynamic. 40 degrees was my arbitrary threshold when he was a baby, so once we hit that and the ice had melted off the roads we were out!
He was 6 months old, and I ran in half-ish mile loops over and over to start getting him used to it. You’re not really supposed to run with them in the infant seat, but I did to keep him warm and because he couldn’t sit up on his own yet. I kept him TOO cozy apparently, since he was always trying to fall asleep. Yesterday was our first run out this year, and it’s funny to think of how far he has come. He was FAR less sassy 4 years ago, I assure you.
Last year I started out too early and had some scary slides down hills with the stroller, so I waited until the roads were more clear this year. Yesterday hit 40 so I changed into running gear at work and we ran when I got home!
Getting out the door was a disaster. I have totally forgotten my routine in the last 6 months. I kept thinking we were good then forgetting stuff. Even though it was close to dinner Wicket DID NOT let me forget about chocolate animal crackers, which are his special running treat. I thought he might not need them this year but he was horrified at the idea that he might not get them.
Once we made it out the door we were great! He was bundled up, and the roads were nice and clear! I only did 2.5 miles since I remember last year the first couple of runs out with the stroller being a real wakeup call for my body. This year wasn’t quite that bad but it was hard. Running outside, especially with the stroller, is so much harder than the treadmill.
Richardson Hill man, I could have puked at the top of that. It was SO NICE to finally feel like I was getting a real workout from a run! My body felt really decent if not as strong as I would like, and I held about a 10mm pace which was nice to see. I was definitely breathing hard, but that could also partly be the stupid cold I am getting over. It was windy so a headband would have been nice, but once we cleared the river I got used to it. I AM, however, surprised at how achey my arms and chest are from pushing the stroller. I guess that’s muscle I lost since Octoberish.
Wicket was extremely vocal about his displeasure over the condition of the roads after the winter. He kept yelling at me to run in the middle of the road because the sides were too bumpy. Admittedly, I dumped him in a couple of potholes, but he was not at all understanding when I told him I can’t run in the middle of the road because of THE CARS. He just kept shooting me dirty looks the whole time.
I feel a renewed sense of excitement for running, and NOT doing so on the treadmill at 4:30am. I’m looking forward to getting us back out there tonight after work. I think we’re going to fall right back into the routine. Last night I even successfully prepped and baked a pizza after having run, which was super encouraging.
We can do this! Spring is here! It’s light out! We don’t have to hibernate anymore! But now I only want to run and bake and eat and make my patio and my kitchen and my basement pretty, and not work at my real job. SO I guess that part is problematic… But look at that crussssttttttt.