So today I had a day where I sat around all day. My hubby left work because he couldn't focus on his work because of his family stuff. He came home to be with the girls, and be available to his family should they need him. He spent a lot of time with them, though it made Lillian so excited that she didn't nap but that's okay since she ate today. Can't win all the battles. But I did a lot of dishes, I played on the computer, cuddled my babies, made bean soup (most of which my husband and Lillian ate today), vegged on the couch and made pizza for dinner. So with all that resting I was up to, I felt like a good run was due today. I had the two babies but they didn't sleep consecutively, so running in the afternoon was out. But after dinner, I felt good and alive and thought why not so I headed down to the basement and put in my new Dexter DVD and hopped on the treadmill.
I originally planned to over 15km. I was hoping to maybe hit 18km and in the end I managed to run 21.1km. That people is a treadmill half-marathon. I am not very tired but also really proud. My personal best for a half is 2:30 outside, and I did it 2:34 on a treadmill only 5 months after having a baby. I amused myself since when I was running and hit 18km I figured why not go all out and do the full 21km, so I did. I managed to run the whole thing from 5.0-5.2mph except for my warm up. Now I'm all proud, though very, very, very tired. And on the not so nice note, when I was done I came upstairs to rest a bit and then shower and my husband decided to pick up out infant, and that woke her up. I usually do her night feeding around 10 or 10:30 but was planning to wait so I could shower, but he ruined that. Boo on him! So I had to quick shower to be able to feed her and then take a real shower, ate a quick snack and now it's time to pass out and get a good night's sleep.
Steve's insight of the day: "If you fart on a treadmill you have to smell it,
unlike outside where you run away form it."