Megan and I ran 13.1 miles on Saturday in the Canyonlands half Marathon. Now that it is over I am glad that I did it, but during those last 2 miles I was really wondering why I was willingly torturing myself. I beat my goal time of 2 hours finishing just under 1 hour and 56 minutes.
We did the half marathon for the first time 5 years ago, way back before either of us had any kids.
This time I think Megan must have called me while I was in the hospital over the summer pregnant with triplets and asked if I wanted to run it again with her. At the time I would have done anything to get out of that bed, and the thought of doing something to lose all that baby weight appealed to me so it probably wasn't too hard to talk me into doing it. I seriously doubt it will be that easy to talk me into doing one again for the following reasons:
It was really hard!!!!
Training with 4 kids was not easy
Training for long distance takes a bit of a time commitment
Taking care of kids with sore legs the day after a long run is not ideal
Some days I just could not get a workout in, so I was not as in shape as I would have liked to have been
There is a really big hill at mile 10 that I am still feeling
Oh and did I mention it was really hard
I honestly have no idea how people run full marathons because a half marathon is as far as I ever want to go.
During the race, I felt like I would never finish...
But I did!!!
I knew there were 4 cuties waiting for me at the finish line, and the best husband in the world cheering me on. Even though those last 2 miles felt like they took hours, I kept on running. The faster you go the sooner the pain ends right?
When all is said and done I really am glad I did it.
Did you know that before I had kids I was a pretty capable person. Now I do everything WRONG. Just ask my 2 year old. To make matters worse, the few things that I am actually still capable of doing right during the day I am suddenly no longer capable of doing once Daddy gets home. And I have been assured by more experienced mothers that it will be this way for the rest of my life. Ok that might be an exaggeration, but that is how it seems. Oh well at least I have to cutest kids in the world.
Before I became a Mom I expected certain things from motherhood. You know the usual things like long nights with crying babes, messy floors, sticky chairs and fingers, spit up, lots of poopy diapers, ect...
I did not expect the door mat to get moved every time I put it back in front of the door, and I certainly did not expect it to end up in one of the babies cribs with a stuffed animal rolled up in it. Why yes that does make a mess of the sheets, thanks for asking.
Let's just say that motherhood is full of unexpected surprises. Most of them I can laugh about, like when I find individual goldfish crackers in all of my pots and pans, or when I find a stuffed horse snacking on a pile of bannana chips.
Other surpises fill my heart like when I catch Kynlee giving a babe a hug, or when the babes hold hands while they play.
I have come to expect the happy grins the babes give in the morning when I get them out of their crib, even though I know it is coming, it melts my heart every time.
I love being a mom, even if I forget at times, and life would be quite boring without the fun surprises my cute kids bring.
And while I do wish certain things like the door mat would stay put, I am glad to have fun little surprises that take me back to the simple joys and curiosity of being a kid.
Oh and did I mention I have the cutest kids in the world?
Just look at these pictures for proof.
Kynlee thought this was so much fun, and luckily Emery doesn't seem to mind it too much either.
This is how I found Kynlee one day when she was supposed to be napping.
I'd much rather try on hats and drive my car than nap too.
My babes are 7 months old. They are so cute, and they are starting to roll all over the place.
B-bop is such a cute boy. He is the biggest at 12lbs 1oz. He loves to smile, does not love to sleep, and is a nice happy boy most of the time. We love him.
Korbster is still my smiley guy. He is the smallest at 11lbs 5 oz, even though he eats more than the other babes. He can fall asleep in about 10 seconds, and he LOVES to eat. He does not care all that much about milk, but when it is feeding time he sits with his arms spread wide and his mouth open ready for a bite the whole time.We love him.
Little Em is such a sweet girl. She is 11lbs 14oz. She covers the most ground with her rolling and she usually ends up stuck under the couch. It is easy to make her giggle and daddy thinks she will be crawling in the next 2 weeks. We love her.
These babes are so cute!!! We have been going thru another batch of colds this week, the runny noses are out of control. But everyone is still in good spirits... except when I am trying to wipe their noses. We also had a breakthru in the sleep department this week, all 3 babes slept from 8:00PM until 6:00AM without a peep. Wahoo!!!! We love them so much!