Remember when I used to write about running?
I haven’t been getting much running in lately. We have been on the go for weeks and sleep has taken priority. One of my goals this weekend was to make it out running. Sounds simple enough, but my to-do list was nearly a full page long and, in reality, running was one of the less important items on the list. To further complicate matters, Chris is in Paris, so Kai and I were doing everything together this weekend.
I’m pretty jealous of Chris’ trip. Kai and I had plane tickets to tag along with him, but I decided to cancel mine. I have been missing a lot of work lately and I think it would be pushing it to ask for vacation right now. Chris is there for work, so it would have been pushing it for him to ask not to go. C’est la vie. I have decided not to be upset about it.
Instead of traipsing around Paris this weekend, Kai and I did important things like make and freeze a several month supply of baby food. We made apples, bananas, pears, and sweet potatoes. Later this week we will tackle peas and squash. Based on my research, most of it can stay frozen for up to six months.
When I felt that we had crossed a sufficient number of items off of the list I finally ventured out running. At first, I couldn’t believe that I was out there. It was hot, 80 degrees, and mega windy, over 30 mph from the south with gusts 40+. Kai was sheltered from the wind with protection from Bob, but I was experiencing it in full force. I started out heading north with a tailwind for the first quarter of the run, then headed on an east-west out and back with a killer cross wind, ending the last quarter of my run with a serious headwind. I think the most redeeming part of this run was that it has one of my favorite views that I run past.
A few years ago I never would have imagined loving this view as much as I do, but each time I look out at the beginnings of corn and soy beans for as far as I can see, a certain feeling washes over me. The recognition that it is spring, a sense of tranquility, a feeling of awe over the vastness of the land, and a feeling of relief that I am lucky enough to be running in one of the flattest places possible. Today, with that nasty wind and a Bob to push, my appreciation for the even terrain may have been the predominant feeling.
Not surprisingly, this was one of the slowest runs since the end of my pregnant runs, but it was good anyway. It felt great to get out there, especially as I packed Kai and Bob back into the car and felt a sense of triumph wash over me. It was slow, but not bad for a hot, windy day with a jogging stroller. Sometimes it is just about getting out there.