Running is therapeutic, I love how I feel when my mind is totally silent and still. The world turns off, if only momentarily and all your senses turn into pure instinct as your only worry is completing the journey. I slide my beats on over my ears and enjoy the silence of no toddler meltdowns, no phones ringing, no questions about dinner or who’s turn is it to give the baby a bath. If only for a moment I am totally at peace with the world. I watch it zoom by me with no sound as I stretch my tired muscles and try to shake off the day. With every stretch I can hear my heart beating in my ears as anticipation of my run begins to set in. I bow my head and say a prayer that my knee cooperates, that my legs don’t feel like jello and that I am able to make it across the finish line with no injuries, lastly being thankful that I can come out and run today. All things I have been known to take for granted. As I raise my head and slowly walk to the starting line I take in the day and breath in the fresh air as I hit play on my headset and begin my journey.
One of the original running buddies
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Hi, I am Kristi, I'm a mother, wife, full time job holder and a runner. My story with running and exercise starts in 2008 when a friend convinced me to go running as a means to lose a few pesky pounds. I did and I hated every minute of it but I stuck with it and started seeing some change in my appearance. Slowly my love-hate relationship with running became something I treasured and actually looked foward too.
Soon after I met my sweet husband and a few years later I was pregnant. My journey with running had continued and grown and even ventured out into other facets of excersie. I was determined to stay active and healthy in my pregnancy and took all the necessary precautions to make this possible. I ate lean meats, excersied everyday, continued to run until I was in my second trimester (it became uncomfortable for me) and gained only the recommended 30 pounds. However as life does occasionally she threw me a curve ball. In my last trimester I had problems with blood pressure and subsequently was bed ridden and hospitalized for the remainder of my pregnancy. My sweet love was born healthy and happy and is a very much okay today.
My world was on a whirlwind disaster coaster for over two years and in the midst of my choas I gained an additional 20 pounds, struggled with my postpartum depression, and almost lost my sweet family.
Luckily for me I began to get a grip on my fading sanity and started turning my tumultuous life right side up. I have slowly began becoming the person I was in 2008 and loving my life once again.
This is my journey to a fit life and lifestyle. My rode to running again and hopefully we be of some help for others struggling.
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