I Started Running Again...I Think I Almost Died!!!

First of all let me say that before I became pregnant, I would work out 4 to 5 days each week. I was a beast! I would run at least 20 8 miles per week...I would kick butt at spin class at least twice per week...and nothing on my body really jiggled. And then I stopped working out once I became pregnant. So until today, I have not worked out since.....wait for it....November! Early November at that! So now that I am no longer pregnant, I thought it best that I make the attempt to slowly get back into working out. And today was the day I chose to start running again. Folks, I think I almost died on the track today! I'm talking "slow singing and flower bringing" died! I am so unbelievably out of shape, and my performance on the track today proved it.

Let me back up for just a little bit. I feel obligated to let you all know that I only gained 12 pounds during my entire pregnancy...not bad right? I mean, I was carrying like a boss for nine months. And then shortly after Mini Me's arrival I lost it all...and then some (breastfeeding is awesome!). But even though I've lost all of the baby weight, my endurance is shot to hell! I didn't need to hit to track to confirm this fact...the heavy breathing that accompanies my walk up the stairs to my house was confirmation enough. So I've waited 8 weeks, and decided that it was time for me to get back out there, start running again, and begin to rebuild my endurance. As I said earlier, today was the day...and I think I almost died!

I was by no means in danger of anyone accusing me of looking cute during or after my workout!

I wish you all could have seen me running around the track today...it was a monstrosity! After running for all of 20 seconds, I wanted to stop, and pick a spot on the track to curl up into a ball and sob. My lungs were burning, and I was sweating and gasping for air. And we're not going to even discuss the jiggle. It was completely and utterly antisexy...but I kept going. I managed to complete 2.5 miles through a combination of running, walking, and crying. It took me 40 minutes...to do 2.5 miles...the shame! But guess what...I did it! You have to start somewhere!

Now, I don't want any of you to feel bad for me. I am totally okay with my performance today. I would have been disappointed in myself if I'd chickened out and didn't even try. So, I will be back on the track tomorrow and I will try again. It's not going to be pretty, but I'm determined. I'll let you know how it goes! Have a great weekend!

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