With only two more weeks until my half marathon, I decided to go to bed super early Friday night. I figured this would be the best way to ensure that I got up early enough to get my last LONG training run in. By long I mean 16k (if you’re following along with my training you may remember that last week I ran 14k – the longest training run that I’ve done in a good 7 years).
Let’s just say I had the best of intentions when I went to bed….
What I wasn’t counting on was the number of times that the little people that I live with would wake up and DEMAND my attention through the night:
- Brooke (who wanted to sleep with mommy) woke up twice – her “jimmy legs” got the better of her, maneuvering her sideways in my bed, to the point she was lying perpendicular to me.
- Amber woke up twice to be nursed back to sleep (Have I mentioned that she’s still almost exclusively breastfeeding? You can run and beastfeed – though not simultaneously, that would be rather awkward).
- Sierra – woke up the early because she had a great sleep, oblivious to everyone else’s fun night.
16k… PUSHING A JOGGING STROLLER? ARE YOU NUTS?!!
But I thought about it for a moment… If I delayed my run a bit, and made sure she ate a good breakfast, and I nursed her before I went, I could very well push her for her ENTIRE morning nap.
So I gave it a shot.
At 9:45 I headed out for my run. Amby was fed and bundled, and I’d had a good relaxing morning with the girls. I took the double bike trailer that converts to a jogger because it would protect Amber from the cold and wind:
I stuck close to home at first in case it was too cold for her, and in case she wasn’t in the mood to run, but after 3k she fell asleep. I knew that I could probably get about 45 more minutes of running in, then perhaps I’d have to stop and nurse her in the cold, then continue running. So I kept on going and I got lucky – Amby slept while I ran 9 more kilometers. She was grumpy when she got up, but at this point I knew that I could ignore her complaints for 20 min until we got home so I could nurse her in the warmth and comfort of home (rather than squeezing myself into the jogger in the cold to feed her).
I DID IT!
I ran 15.3k, in the cold and wind, pushing a double jogging stroller! My pace was pretty good too…Perhaps breaking 2 hours in two weeks from now is a possibility?