On Saturday afternoon I packed a container full of homemade chocolate chip cookies, a few baby gifts, the girls and some books (for their entertainment, not mine) into the car and journeyed through vast jungles of construction to the other side of the metroplex to visit my friend Amanda. Even on her own, my sweet friend would be worth the adventuring; with a brand new baby to snoogle, I would have braved tornadoes, hail, blinding rains, road closures and a presidential motorcade.
In case you were wondering – Baby Buster was worth it.
Oh sweet jeebus, I forgot how sweet babies smell! And how they just burrow into your chest and arms, completely surrendering. It’s a good thing I didn’t have the proper-sized car seats in my car or else I would have made a run for it. Surely Amanda would have traded two medium girlies for one sweet baby boy. The girls were busy keeping her 3-year-old entertained – or maybe it was the other way around?
All of this lovefest is to explain how, in the middle of all our catching up, Amanda and I came to talk about working out and getting back into shape and running. Yes, running. I think you can see where this is going. Amanda used to be [is? can you ever really stop?] a runner. And she’s gone out for a few long walks, a few runs, these past few weeks. What a difference that second baby makes in needing a little alone time for mommy! I remember it well. She remembered that I had done the C25K program awhile back…
And that’s when the really, incredibly stupidbrilliant idea struck.
We could Couch-2-10K. We have an entire year before the Cowtown. I want to start running again. She wants to start running again. I know I do a much better job when there is guilt and reckoning involved. And bonus! I get to spend a lot more time catching up with my friend! Who I am sure will soon want to kill me. Oh, you had a baby and you’re still adjusting to life with a toddler and newborn? And fulltime job? And husband? And massive construction-filled commute? HERE! RUN WITH ME! WE CAN DO A 10K!!! M is for Mommy, M is for Murder and M is for What the hell was I thinking? Only no it’s not. Except it really is.
And THAT, my friends, is what I am totally blaming on that sweet, sweet baby and his intoxicating snuggles. Without him messing with my mind, there’s no way I would have come up with such a crazycakes plan.
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Tags: C25K, exercising, health, running
March 5, 2012 at 9:37 am |
Sounds like a wonderful plan and I know you two will ROCK it. But, I would still blame it on the cute, sweet smelling baby.
March 5, 2012 at 1:01 pm |
=0] baaaaaaaaabies. i didnt know Amanda had another baaaaby =0D are you convinced this one is named after you too lol
March 5, 2012 at 9:54 pm |
I don’t know about the whole running thing. I mean, I NEVER see runners with smiles on their faces. I tried running once… I never had a smile on my face.
March 6, 2012 at 8:35 pm |
You can do a 10k in a year, no problem! I’ll be virtually cheering for you as I start running back at square one (I can’t even to C25K yet thanks to knee surgery) and using you as inspiration since I’m a few steps behind you!
March 7, 2012 at 9:50 am |
Katie, I really admire you! 10K?! Wow!