The wait is almost over!

My baby will be 3 months next week. Why is that an incredibly exciting milestone for me?? Because he's finally old enough to go to the baby room at the gym!!! I've been feeling a little crazy lately and I think it's because I haven't been able to really exercise since he's been born. For some reason going from 3 to 4 has been a lot harder for me than any other transition and the thought of getting up early to hit the gym before hubby heads to work or waiting to go until after the kids go to bed is just overwhelming. But now that I'll be able to go during the day again, I feel like it's almost like a little vacation for me while someone else takes care of the kids. So next Monday is the big day and I'm counting down the hours.

Right On - Tara. I too love that my children enjoy cheering me on at a race and more importantly that they enjoy being active themselves. Already, our kids are learning the importance of physical activity and they see it as fun. I often see my 4yr old doing sprints or lunges (obviousy copying me) and I'll ask her what she is doing and she'll tell me she is working out to keep her heart healthy. I love that she says that and not because I want to be skinny or too win the race, so for sure these little ones are not only watching what we do, but they are listening to what we say. Now don't get me wrong ladies I still would like to achieve some of my own personal goals, which won't win me any races, but I'm cool with that!!!

Raise your hand if you're a runner

I'm not going to lie, I'd like to be fast. I'd like to be fast enough that I can win races or at least win my age group. And not just at races where there's only one other person in my age group... and she's walking. But in these last few weeks I've been forced to reevaluate my running goals and accept that I may never be leading the pack. But while driving my husband to the airport last week, I realized that there's a lot more to running than being fast.

I was thinking about getting back into running. I haven't been running at all for a long time so I thought it would be fun to do a race with my 8 year old son. It would help me ease into running again and force me to slow down and just enjoy it. So I asked if he'd like to do a 5k with me in a few months. He was a little nervous about the thought of 3 miles. He did a 1 mile race a while back and after starting the race in an all out sprint, the second half of the race was pretty rough for him, so he wondered if he could finish 3 miles. So we talked about training and going out slow. And then during this conversation, my 3 year old son yelled, "I want to do a race! I want to do a race!" And then my 2 year old daughter chimed in as well that she wanted to run a race too. I kind of laughed and told them they could do a race too and then my 3 year old yelled, "I want to be a runner!" And that was it. I just felt so proud that my kids wanted to be like me. And I realized that I could come in dead last in every race and they wouldn't care. They just loved to come to races and to see me wave when I ran by. I can't wait to race again. My kids think I win every time and who am I to tell them otherwise?