Three weeks into the new year seems like a good time to set a goal, right? Eh, better late than never. This is actually something I’ve been thinking about for quite a while now… months, to be exact. It’s just that once I put it out here, then it’s real. Once I say it out loud (or type it on the computer), that’ll make me feel a whole lot more accountable than just mulling it over in my head. The secret will be out.
My fitness has changed drastically over the last few years. In 2012, I was running more than I ever had and ran my tenth half marathon (PR-ed, too!). In 2013, all I wanted was to get pregnant. In 2014, all I wanted was to have a healthy baby. I was blessed with a very healthy pregnancy and a healthy baby. However, getting there wasn’t easy. As you know, I struggled with infertility while trying to get pregnant.
A quick recap of the past few years: I learned that running was affecting my body, so I cut that out cold turkey. My cycle resumed to normal. I continued to workout, and thought things were fine, but I still wasn’t pregnant. The second month I had my IUI, I stopped working out completely. That was the month I became pregnant. I’ll never know if it was the change in medication, the consecutive IUIs, the halt of working out, or just good timing, but I always wonder if the absence of working out contributed to the rest of the factors. Anyway, it’s neither here nor there now.
Four months into my pregnancy is when I felt safe enough to start working out again. (My doctor gave me the okay after three months, but I was playing it very safe.) I started walking and eventually began incorporating some light weights. Swimming quickly became my favorite workout, and I remained fairly active throughout my pregnancy which helped me have a wonderful delivery.
My priorities quickly changed after having baby William. I no longer had time for daily workouts, and I was fine with that. I had William in the spring, so I started walking outside on a regular basis. Even though I was moving my body, it wasn’t with a specific goal in mind or to get my “pre-baby” body back. Truly, it was because I enjoyed the sunshine, it felt nice to get out of the house, and I knew it was healthy to move. I’ve never been one to sit around all day.
Now, nine months later, thinking about fitness is so different than before. My body is different than it was before… I’m not saying it’s good or bad, it’s just different. I’m a lot smaller than I was before I was pregnant, but I feel like a lot of my muscle is gone. How did I “do it?” Breast feeding. I’m not even kidding. Nursing burns a ton of calories. Yes, I do eat pretty healthy, but I eat A TON and am hungry almost all day. It’s fantastic, to be totally honest. I eat a lot and indulge often and my metabolism is just on fire right now. I’m so unbelievably astonished at what my body has done. Shameless brag – stomach shot before bikram yoga from a couple of weeks ago:
I’m proud of it; no shame there. Bodies are an incredible thing. I learned that during my pregnancy, it was confirmed during / after my delivery, and I’m reminded of it everyday.
So my fitness goal for 2015. That is the point of the post. And you’ll notice, I wrote my fitness goal for 2015. Not goals. That was intentional. Just one single goal.
I want to run again.
I want so badly to run again. I don’t know how or when or how far or the details, but 2015 is going to be the year I start running again. It’s been since 2012 and that’s long enough. I’m glad I stopped for a variety of reasons (WILLIAM!), but I’m ready to begin again. I’m not setting specific goals because I don’t know the logistics. I work full-time, William goes to sleep at 6:30 at night, so right now, weekends are looking like my best option. I’m not sure if I’ll get a jogging stroller and run with William, or find someone to watch him for a short time while I run. The details will work themselves out.
I do know I’ll run a race (at least one). I love racing. I love the energy. I love competing against myself. I love being among other runners. I love crossing the finish line.
I’m scared to run again. It’s been over two years since I last ran. When I stopped, I was in the best running shape I had ever been in. I was fast (for me). I had great endurance (for me). I was proud of all my runs and races. Two years later, I’m slightly worried about re-entering the running world. On the other hand, I know muscles have memory. I know it will take some time to build back up. But most importantly, I know I can do it.
You can do it, Momma!
So that’s it. That’s my big fitness goal for 2015. RUN.
What’s your fitness goal for 2015?