About a year ago, I had the prophetic dream that led to me training for the half marathon alongside my friend. Since then, I’ve run the half marathon, a 10K, and then a 10-mile race this fall. My husband and I also signed up for a Turkey Trot near where we’ll be for Thanksgiving.
. . . → Read More: Journey Back to Fitness: A Year in Review
It snowed last night here in Pittsburgh. I wasn’t expecting an early November snowfall–I haven’t even gotten around to buying snow boots and snow pants for my 4 year old. More important, I wasn’t quite prepared for it to get so cold so quickly.
It’s important to me to be outdoors every day, unless . . . → Read More: Nursing in the Cold
In the spirit of the fitness challenge we wrote about earlier this week, I want to talk about what a challenge I’ve been having maintaining my own fitness goals. I am having a heck of a time finding a half hour to go for a run.
There are heavy, heavy kids in there . . . → Read More: Just a Half Hour?
If you’ve been following along, I trained for and ran a half marathon last weekend after my friend (and fellow nursing mother) had a prophetic dream that we did it.
Since January, I’ve worked to return to some semblance of my former, very fit self. I shifted my perspective about my workouts and am . . . → Read More: Half Marathon Recap: Milk on the Run
The big day is finally here: my half-marathon takes place this Sunday! I’m excited to announce my main problems this week are worrying about getting to the start line (most of the roads leading to/from my house are along the marathon route and will be closed) and…what the heck to do about my milk . . . → Read More: Race Day Lactation Logistics
I mentioned earlier this winter that I began training for a half marathon along with another mama friend. I had a plan, all the best intentions, and a support network in place to help me achieve this goal. But then…I fell off the training wagon. Hard.
I could list all sorts of reasons I . . . → Read More: Shifted Perspective on Athletic Goals
There’s a GI bug circulating around…well, basically everywhere. It’s at my older son’s preschool. It’s all over my play group. I initially scoffed at this bug like I always do because say what you will about my older son–that kid has an iron stomach. He has never, ever vomited.
I smugly assumed my family . . . → Read More: GI Bug Prescription: More Breastmilk