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Today: Baby’s first 5k.

Yesterday morning, I ran around our condo trying to remember what one wears for a December 5k in New England.  I haven’t run much at all since starting physical therapy in September, and haven’t run in the cold since last November.  Totally off my game.  I couldn’t find a hat nor gloves, but did locate pants and shoes– and those seem like the critical elements.  Fortunately, Grace was better prepared and better trained (she’s been sitting for, like, months).

We got to my brother and sister-in-law’s house five minutes before we needed to head to the starting line, and we reached the starting line two minutes before the race started.  Just typing that sentence made me anxious.  Yesterday, though, there was nothing to be anxious about.  My expectations for any sort of quality athletic performance were nil.  I hoped to run as much as I could (and pain-free, at that) but ultimately, girls just wanna have fun I just wanted to enjoy my first 5k with Grace and our family.

Smiling is my favorite.

My parents took that photo of me about half-way through the race and as you can see, I’m all smiles.  I took a short walking break after Mile 1 and again at each hill, but was able to run most of the course.  Being able to skip the water stop because I had a bottle in my handy stroller console thing sort of offset the challenge of actually, you know, pushing the stroller.  Sort of.  Being able to see Grace and how much she was enjoying herself made up for the rest.

Grace waved and blew kisses to all the girls in purple sweatshirts and tutus, running their first 5k with Girls on the Run.  I loved listening to the girls chat with their coaches and be cheered on by volunteers on the course. I encourage you to learn more about the great work GOTR is doing in Greater Boston (and likely, in your community, too) and how you can get involved.

By the time the finish line was in sight, Grace was sound asleep (strollin’ ain’t easy), but I was still smiling from ear to ear.  As I ran from the finish line back to meet my family I couldn’t help but think, I’m baaaaaaaaack.

This has been an incredible and wonderful year, but it hasn’t been an easy year.  From sheer exhaustion and an overflowing of emotion, to broken toes and back pain, to managing work life and home life… there have been stretches during this first year of motherhood where I’ve felt like I’m doing the best I can, but simultaneously waiting for the next mini-crisis to crop up.  It’s easy to get a little lost in all of that.

And so something like finishing a race– something that used to seem so easy and insignificant– feels like a huge win.  One that I really needed.  One that I really appreciate.

We haven’t seen the end of sleepless nights or foggy brains.  There will likely be more broken toes (if there is a toy on the floor, I will trip over it — I think there is a reason my parents did not name me Grace), lost keys, forgotten appointments and wonky back pain.  There is no such thing as work/life balance (sorry, but there’s just not), but it’s still worth trying.  And I may never be as thin or fast or fit as I used to be.  And that’s okay.

It took me nearly 40 minutes to reach the finish line, but I felt like I had won the whole thing (for the record, I am fairly certain Grace did come in first in her age group). Having our beautiful girl with me made this victory all the more worth celebrating.

We’re in this together, baby.  You’re stuck with me.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • 5 tips for running with a stroller via Active
  • Making my list (but, um… there’s no time left for checking it twice)
  • Getting my act together with two more giveaways this week (promise)

What little victory are you celebrating?

 

Today: An award-winning weekend.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]It’s been an award-winning weekend in our condohold.  We’re still waiting for the results from Saturday morning’s 5k, but Nick likely placed in his age group.  I have no idea how I did, mostly because my watch busted at the starting line.  And I forgot to check the clock at the finish.

Regardless, Feed the Need is one of my favorite spring races.  I like the vertical climb at the beginning, and rolling hills through the woods.  Best of all, they collect hundreds and hundreds of food items and raise important funds for local pantries.  We left before the awards ceremony, mostly because I was hungry, and made a beeline for the bananas at Whole Foods.

While we have no medals to show for Saturday, Clark has plenty of proof of his award-winning prowess.  After months of preparation, Clark and I met with two AKC evaluators at The Pawsitive Dog for the Canine Good Citizen test.  Despite a bad case of nerves on my part, and a bit of rambunctiousness on Clark’s part, the little dude passed with flying colors.

The test consists of ten items:

  1. Accept a friendly stranger
  2. Sit politely for petting
  3. Appearance and grooming (inspection of paws, ears, and overall appearance)
  4. Walking on a loose lead (with left, right, and about turns)
  5. Walking through a crowd
  6. Sit and down on command, staying in place
  7. Come when called
  8. Reaction to another dog
  9. Reaction to distraction, or a loud noise
  10. Supervised separation (handler leaves for three minutes)

We got off to a shaky start (I volunteered to go first, lest I faint in the waiting area, which may have worked to our favor), with Clark giving an exuberant welcome to the evaluator, when he was supposed to have remained seated at my side.

The remaining items went smoothly, but waiting for the evaluator to complete her paperwork felt akin to waiting for the trooper to announce the results of my road test fourteen years ago.  During the latter exam, I accidentally went 15 miles over the speed limit and hit the curb twice during my three point turn (which turned into a five point turn).  I was resigned to have failed.

Fortunately, in both cases, the results were much more favorable than I expected.  And fortunately, for all of you on the roads, my driving has much improved.  Clark was awarded a big ol’ PASS on his Canine Good Citizen test.  We have less than a week to go before we take the Therapy Dog exam, which I am very excited about.  We are crossing our fingers (and paws) that this exam goes just as well.

Now if only he could teach me how to react to distraction and loud noises.

Also On Tap for Today:

What was the highlight of your weekend?

Today: A pugly start to the weekend.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]Nick and I got to Castle Island early yesterday morning, only to be confronted by an angry deliriously happy mob of pugs.  We met our friends Tina and Mal, and their pug Murphy, for the inaugural Pug Rescue of New England 5k, a small, local race to support a good (and terribly cute) cause.

The course hugged Day Boulevard from Castle Island, past the gazebo and turned around just past the boat houses, looped around the Sugar Bowl and behind the fort.  I was met at the finish line by a very happy boyfriend, who finished 12th overall and placed 3rd in his division.  The man is on fire.  This was his third PR of the week, following the Run to Remember and the Corporate Challenge.  If I didn’t know better (and if I didn’t drink the exact same water), I’d think there was something in his water.  But since I see how hard he trains, I am pretty sure I know his secret.  All his work is paying off.

Nick wasn’t the only champion yesterday.  Murphy crossed the finish line as the first pug to run the full 5k.  He really flew!  If Clark understood English, I am sure he would have been truly impressed when we told him all about his partner in crime’s accomplishments.  Instead, he looked around for treats.

The race was really well organized, with great raffle prizes, vendors (mostly pug-related) and refreshments at the finish.  Oh, and we walked away with the most awesome race shirts of all time.  Though our Frenchie dude will always be #1 in my heart, pugs are pretty cool, too.

Also On Tap for Today:

How did you kick off the weekend?