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Let's Talk About Running

Let's Talk About Running

A few weeks ago, I made a self-care goal of running at least once a week. Those of you that know me, know that running became and was part of my identity for years. I posted about my running and health journey on social media time and time again. 

 My  BFF  and I after my first half-marathon, June 2013,

My BFF and I after my first half-marathon, June 2013,

 My pops and I at the  Run With Los Muertos 5K , November 2013.

My pops and I at the Run With Los Muertos 5K, November 2013.

 My LA Marathon finisher's medal and I, March 2014.

My LA Marathon finisher's medal and I, March 2014.

When I found out I was pregnant, I kept running. I envisioned myself as one of those pregnant ladies who finishes races. Unfortunately, pea-sized Ximena had a different idea. I ended up on bed-rest for a number of pregnancy-related complications. As a result, my running came to a screeching halt. 

I used to run not only for my heart and body's well-being, but for my mental health, too. Running would relax me like nothing else could. Stress, worry, anxiety... all of it would melt away, as though the beads of sweat running down my back were carrying those burdens with them. 

I do believe not running contributed to my prenatal depression. More on that another day... At my core, I knew I wanted a healthy baby more than anything. So, I stopped. Sure, I walked a lot. And I took prenatal yoga. But it wasn't the same. 

Now, months after delivery, I feel more like myself, like my body is back to being mine. I feel like I could really "hit the pavement" again. I even read Run Like a Mother: How to Get Moving -- and Not Lose Your Family, Job or Your Sanity, to really get pumped, and temper feelings of guilt when I leave my baby in the mornings to take this time for myself. 

 My first  post  partum  run, March 2016.

My first postpartum run, March 2016.

At my peak, I was running just under 9:00minute miles. True to my word, I have since gone out and run at least once a week. In an effort to be as transparent as possible, and to use you all as my accountability buddies, I want to say that it has been... surprisingly miserable. Of course I know that if I ever want to race again, or run as fast as I once did, I will have to put in some major work. 

While I feel more "like myself," and am definitely open to running - I also want to listen to my body. I am going to keep up with this "running-lite" schedule, but throw in a barre class with my sister here, a pilates class there. I want to explore other forms of exercise (beyond walking). I want to regain some strength, rebuild muscle, and develop my core. 

Who knows, maybe I'll sign up for a race in the near future... Stay tuned! Thanks for keeping me accountable!

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