So I only got a couple of workouts in since leaving DC, because turns out taking care of this chick full time takes a lot of time… (She’s lucky she’s cute, huh?)
Who knew having a baby was so time consuming? (Wait, what, everybody?!)
So needless to say, I’m now in Rio, the land of beach and sun and sculpted beach butts, and here I am, in worse shape than I was in the middle of DC winter. Gah!
Ellie started daycare for two afternoons a week, so I started running from home to her day care (a half mile), dropping her off, then heading here for a few hours…
(Have I mentioned that Ipanema Beach is a mile walk from our place?)
Then after playing in waves and snoozing under the sun, I pick her up and run home with the stroller again.
It wasn’t easy at first, the 97 degrees and hot sun we have been dealing with makes anything harder, specially running after so many months off, but now I can push that stroller for half a mile without a break (seriously, I couldn’t at first – blame it on the heat instead of my ever-expanding ass, will ya’?). So far, the hip hasn’t given any signs of injury, so I’ve been cautiously optimistic about it.
Yesterday Karl was finally able to pick her up on his way home from work, so I didn’t have to kill time at the beach (life can be rough), because as much as running there with her is fine, carrying all my beach crap and running to the beach is a big pain in the butt, so I usually give up after one block of sunscreen and towels bouncing around and do a leisurely stroll instead. But with the weather looking like this yesterday…
…I skipped the beach, and went for a run instead. I wish I could tell you that I did 5 miles around the lagoon and it was glorious, but I’m so paranoid of reinjuring myself, that I decided that 3 miles total was plenty (and seriously, it was, it’s been a long break). I was expecting a lot of walking in those 3 miles, but turns out when the weather goes from a hot as hell 97 degrees with a blazing sun, to a pleasant and cloudy 80 degrees, running gets much easier, specially when the stroller is dropped off at day care and I am suddenly much lighter too.
I didn’t get any faster – my pace is still averaging 11-12 min/mile depending on the headwind – but not only I ran most of the 3 miles, I was able to run 2 miles non-stop (the parts I did have to stop before I got the last 2 miles in was when I had the stroller, since there are streets to be crossed). I was actually *smiling* during the run, because it was glorious. Sure, the amazing view helped, the cooler weather too, but it really did feel great. I haven’t felt that during a run in a long long long time.
I wore my running skirt for the first time in about 2 years, and though I’m far from being able to pull it off (refer to the ever-expanding ass mentioned above), reminding myself that I finished a marathon wearing that same skirt, certainly helped make those miles easy.
I had such baby brain, that I actually thought I had run MCM with that, but turns out it was Chicago, as I wore the pink version for MCM:
(Not that anyone cares, but I had MCM in my mind during the run, maybe if I knew it was Chicago I wouldn’t have been as inspired, who the heck knows.)
Today I feel the hip, but it’s not something that can be considered painful just yet. I got a recommendation for a orthopedist, and if it does hurt, I’ll have to finally get it checked, because a 3-month running break should have fixed whatever it was, and if it didn’t it’s definitely bad news, so fingers crossed…
Tomorrow the plan is to get another run in, we’ll see how that goes. It’s meant to be a high of 88, which I’m sure will kick my butt if the sun is still out.