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Missoula Half Marathon

You know what is just heartwarming to a mom of two young children? Watching them start to really interact with one another. Most the time Stella simply smothers Augustus with hugs (lays on top of him until I pull her off) and makes crazy squeaking noises at the poor guy. Today during breakfast, I set him in front of her in his bumbo. It was amazing. She sat and told him all kinds of stories while she ate her oatmeal, and he couldn’t stop smiling while he babbled back at her. Sitting back, eating my scrambled eggs, butterflies of endearment filled my belly! Growing up with a brother who was very close in age to me, I know exactly how much time they are going to spend together and how close they will become. Watching their relationship settle roots in to the ground this morning was amazing.
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I participated in the Missoula Half Marathon on Sunday. I will be completely honest with you, it was freaking hard. I started getting a cold last Thursday that quickly developed in to a nasty sinus infection. By Saturday night, it had developed into a very enjoyable cough, making me look forward to running 13.1 miles even more! The race started at 6 AM Sunday morning, with a shuttle leaving downtown Missoula to take us to the starting line at 4:15 AM, so when Auggs woke up for a feeding at 3 AM, I figured it was best to just stay up. Who doesn’t love getting up at 3 AM for a Half Marathon when they are sick anyway? I loaded myself up with some doctor approved to keep nursing Sudafed, some Tylenol (planning ahead for some discomfort), a protein shake, and some black coffee and headed out the door. After picking up my favorite running buddy, Darla, at her hotel, we headed up to the starting line. So many feelings and emotions run through someone before an athletic event. I am so used to CrossFit events that are short yet intense, where I am terrified to step up to the starting line because I know I am going to experience some pain, but at least am comforted by the fact that it will be over shortly. A half marathon does NOT provide this comfort. I knew it was going to be two hours (or more) of suck. As they played the National Anthem and goose bumps rose on my arms and legs out of both fear and excitement, I fought the urge to run and hide in the woods and put my game face on. The first half of the race was in the neighborhood I grew up in. I know every turn, every pot hole, every house I would be passing, and knew there were a few hills to enjoy. Every mile I checked my watch, and upon passing the 5K mark, I was thrilled yet terrified to see I hit my post pregnancy 5K PR (a 25:13, not bad for me!) and decided I might want to kick in to a steady gear and set my pace for the rest of the race. At six miles in I made a fun motherhood discovery: repeated bouncing for this period of time causes your bladder to leak uncontrollably. As frustrated as I became, and even with the images of my running through the finish line with completely soaked running pants, I am too competitive to stop at any outhouse along the way to use the bathroom. I kept on trucking. This sudden leakage occurred every two miles for the rest of the race (I think it was much less than what I thought, yet I was still incredibly thankful for my dark gray pants that would hide any wetness!). Then came the nine mile wall. It hit me like a baseball bat to the face. Every ounce of muscle in my body was telling me to walk, but I fought them off and kept running. Kept running. Kept running. Felt like walking would be faster than running, but kept running. Mile 10. Mile 11. Mile 12. Yesss, mile 12! I noticed everyone around me suddenly had a bit more pep in their step. As I rounded the corner to cross Higgins Street Bridge in Downtown Missoula to approach the finish line, the slight hill over the bridge looked like the biggest hill in the world. It felt like it took me ten minutes to cross, but I made it. Though I was hoping to be under two hours, I ran under the finish with 2:01:50 across the clock. I had given it my all, and with four hours of sleep, a sinus infection, a nasty cough, and having a baby just three months prior, I couldn’t be more satisfied with my time. I won’t lie, I sat down after drinking a bottle of water and felt like I had been beaten from head to toe. I checked my watch to see what my average heart rate was. For the entire two hours of the race, my AVERAGE heart rate was 190 beats per minute. According to what I learned getting my college degree that equates to what my MAXIMUM heart rate should be. No wonder I felt like I had been beaten, I had been working at a max rate for two hours. I wonder what an exercise physiologist would have to say about that. I would say it hurt like hell, but I can’t wait to do it again (once my blisters heal, please)!

Darla and I before the race:
Darla and Me BEFORE

Darla and I AFTER the race with our 10 pound medals!
Darla and Me

Augustus is here!

It has been an exciting week. Last Monday, March 31, I headed in for my 37 week check-up. My in-laws have been in town, so I brought some errands to my appointment with me- a couple things to exchange for my MIL, and a Costco grocery list. Little did I know, ten minutes after checking in for my appointment, I would be sitting at the doctor’s desk, listening to him call over to Labor and Delivery, telling them I was on my way over! Twelve hours and a lot of excitement later, I was holding our brand new baby boy in my arms. What an incredible feeling. But you know what was even better? Two days later, when I was up at five in the morning, nursing this brand new baby in one arm, and holding my almost two year old in my other arm. I don’t think my heart could me more filled with love right now. I am one lucky lady to have such a wonderful husband and two beautiful children!

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Now I know I promised last week I would share with you all of my plans for the summer and fall for fun athletic events! However, since Auggie (our handsome little man) arrived this week, I thought it would be better to share with you my short term plans for my recovery time and slowly stepping back in to some exercise while it is fresh in my mind. Auggie was born April 1 at 12:13 AM, so since I promised my husband I would take a solid two weeks to recover before hopping back on the exercise band-wagon, I plan on starting Monday, April 14. Keep in mind, I completely lucked out and had a very easy labor, so for any mamas out there who weren’t so lucky, please plan on taking more time off and listen to your body! April 14 is my goal, but if I am not quite ready, I fully intend on waiting a little longer.

First performance goal post pregnancy: 5K Run

So while shopping around for some fun activities to do in the Denver area post baby, I stumbled across what I thought would be my perfect first event. It is something I can train for with my kids, and I knew, if I didn’t have a C-section, it would be something I could reasonably do. And the most exciting part? I convinced my husband to do it with me! We are participating in the Mother’s Day 5K, May 11. It just seemed too perfect to not sign up for. My goal is not to PR my 5K time, but to simply run the entire thing. The race is six weeks after little Auggie was born, so with two weeks down time, that gives me four weeks to prepare. I am pumped, and the best part is, we will be doing it as a family, as our super-awesome double jogger showed up last week. More details to come on how the preparation and race go!

First nutrition goal post pregnancy: Getting back on THE ZONE!

I love to eat, and I mean really, really love it. I have a huge weakness for cheeseburgers and cocoa puffs. Not together, you crazies! That is just plain weird. I love cheeseburgers any time, but cocoa puffs are definitely the best midnight snack, even more so when you are up nursing a brand new little munchkin in the wee hours of the night. My plan is to start zone proportions of food the same day I start back at training. If you have never heard of the Zone Diet (it is amazing), I am adding some links to information about it at the end of this blog post, please check them out and shoot me any questions you have! I normally eat 13 blocks per day while training, but since I am nursing, I am going to start with 15 to make sure I am getting plenty of nutrition to keep up my milk supply, and will adjust as needed as I go along. I plan on eating “real food” (anything without an ingredients label), plus a small amount of dairy (I have a Greek yogurt and cottage cheese problem), rice, and bread. I just don’t have the time to sit around chewing vegetables all day while chasing around two little ones! I will start photos and measurements two weeks post-partum as well, so my body has some time to heal and get rid of all the crazy fluids we build up during pregnancy and labor.

I promise next week to release my schedule of intended athletic events I plan on participating in over the summer and early fall. If you know of anything fun you think I would enjoy or be challenged by in the Denver area, please shoot it my way! I would love any help from you guys. Also, if any of you would like to join me in any event, please message me, I would love that! Hope you all have an awesome weekend, please feel free to leave me feedback in the comments section, I would love to get your input and experiences here! This is for all the mamas out there!

Zone Resources:

CrossFit Journal Article 21:   http://journal.crossfit.com/2004/05/zone-meal-plans-crossfit-journ.tpl

Zone website: http://www.zonediet.com

The Zone Diet explained: http://crossfitimpulse.com/the-zone-diet-explained-edited

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