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Day 89/366- Another year bites the dust

I am just 3 days into my 33rd year of life, and I am happy to report I am still alive, something you could probably tell by the fact that I wrote this sentence. I like having a March birthday, because I feel like it is another new year. I can reflect on my first three months, and even attempt to reposition my focus once again. As always, running plays a major part in this, and my actual birthday was an almost perfect representation of what my life seems to be like and the challenges I am facing right now. #RenewYourselfhappy_33rd_bday_to_me_magnet

I started the day waking up at 1:13 am to my screaming son in the next room. As always, I stumbled out of bed to go get him, and ran myself straight into the door frame (I am blind as a bat without my glassed. Plus I had a little cold and my face felt rather swollen… still no excuse). This was the 3rd of 7 times that I would get up with him before 6:30 am. I even let him cry himself back to sleep twice, but the kid just won’t sleep. #GotheF*cktoSleepgtfts-960x400

I had every intention of getting an early morning run it, as I thought it would be a great way to start the day. Well, that wasn’t even close to happening. After not sleeping, and finally just getting up with Cub at 6:30 am to watch 2 episodes of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse which we have seen umpteen thousand times, I needed coffee, #Stat.

Around 8:15, my husband had finally gotten up and moving, so we packed up and went to Starbucks on campus so that I could get my fix and us my birthday reward, which I was much looking forward to. Chas got sick on the way there. He had to sit down in the student union. I proceeded to get my Vanilla Chai Latte, but was told that they “didn’t do birthday rewards” at this particular Starbucks. #WTFtumblr_n1u73g5kic1qfdua2o1_500

I took Chas back home where he slept soundly on the couch and Cub finally took a nap. I, however, did not get to rest. I, instead went to get my eyebrows waxed. #Superfun

The rest of the day consisted of the usual work stuff, more Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and preparing for the trip to Chas’ brothers house the next day. My husband did take me out to eat that night, and Cub was kind enough to sleep through 3/4ths of the meal. Nothing extravagant, but it was the epitome of a normal day at the Thompson house. #JustAnotherDay

I have no problems with my birthday being just another day, but the problem is that I really wanted to start my 33rd year off with a run, but it was almost impossible to get that accomplished. So Chas and I have moved onto scheduling workouts for me. Yesterday was the first day since the schedule started, and I got in 2 good workouts with no problem. It’s not always going to work, but if it will help me get some good alone workout time in every now and then, I think I can live with that.

Day 38/366- The Irony of Parenthood

668bc110c6fa8462fda88543f5e47eeaThere are basically 3 elements to my life nowadays. The first is Parenting. The second is work, and the third is attempting to get back into shape. I am taking the first day by day. I mean, how else to do you parenting. Very little planning can be done, and the messes are inevitable. I still have yet to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time in going on 8 months. However, my little boy is growing up to be a fierce, tough and determined young man, but then again what else should I have expected? He is half Ginn after all.

Work is as busy as ever with no end in sight. It is satisfying to help the company grow, be in charge of a lot of the daily going abouts, and watch kids blossom into wonderful journalists. As we continue to grow, I am hoping that my role will continue to expand, as I feel like I am a good advocate for the brand and have spend the last 4 years of my life dedicated to its well-being.

The final is really what this blog is all about, right? I mean, I started The Running Year to not only document my goals and achievements, but I also wanted to hold myself accountable by having those things written in a place that more than just I could read.

dailyburn-logo-colored_0As I have told you on my last post, I have started using a service call The Daily Burn. It basically gives you access to workout videos via an streaming device. I have found it very convenient because I don’t have to pack up Cub and got to a gym or class. As soon as he goes down for a nap, I can flip on the Roku and work up a sweat. I highly recommend it to moms looking to get their body back. It is only about $15 a month, and I definitely feel like I have gotten my moneys worth in just the 3 weeks I have been using it.

So anyway, I decided to try a little bit different of a workout the other day. Instead of the normal tabata workouts that I had been doing, I found a hip hop dance workout to do. I thought it would be fun to try, as well as amusing, as I am not a dancer. I am just not coordinated in that way. Well I definitely didn’t disappoint. Honestly, I don’t know how one person could possible be as impossible at dance moves as I am. The coach would show a move and with all the confidence in the world, I would swivel, shake or shimmy the way I felt was appropriate to make myself look just like her… NOT HAPPENING. I was TERRIBLE! Honestly, I finally just laughed at myself and made up something that was as close as I could to what they were doing. It was a comedy act. Needless to say I am not elegant or graceful on my feet in the dancing sense.

Now, back to the title of this post. The irony of parenthood and trying to get back into shape after baby… When you are trying to get into shape and lose weight, exercise, healthy eating and water consumption are so important. Yet, as a nursing mother, I am getting absolutely NO sleep (I was up at 3 am turning on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for my 7 month old last night, and OMG that hot dog dance). A tiny human is sucking you dry every 3 hours, so if you sweat, you have to drink 2 times the normal amount of water to even break even. I am also hungry ALL THE TIME, partly because I get my furnace running when I exercise, so I burn calories more easily throughout the rest of the day, and while nursing, you need extra just to sustain your milk supply. It feels like a constant uphill battle. Let’s face it. It IS an uphill battle.

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Here’s the good news. I only have 2 pounds to go before I am back at pre-baby weight. I am feeling strong and confident about my body again. I am eating healthy, which is the best thing I can do for Cub, because what I eat, he eats. And finally, I am setting a good example for my son. Making time to exercise whether it be doing a Daily Burn class, running, taking a walk, whatever shows Cub how important it is to move, and hopefully that is a lesson that he will take with him for the rest of his life.