Saturday, February 09, 2008

Labors and Love

Tomorrow is Carmella's 7th birthday.

That's right.

I have a SEVEN year old.

And this time 7 years ago I was in labor.

And Carmella?

Carmella was not easy to make but she has totally been worth all the work.

I shan't go into all the garish details in this post but to give you an idea as to why I personally just don't think that there is anything harder than giving birth at this time 7 years ago I had already been in labor for 13 hours. I think that is supposedly about the average for most first labors.

But apparently. When it comes to endurance stuff. I am an over achiever. As Carmella didn't arrive until 9:17 pm on Feburary 10th. In case you don't want to do the math that is 42 hours.

Seriously.

People run ultra marathons in less time than that.

But for their efforts?

They get a belt buckle.

Me?

I got Carmella.

Nuff said.

(In case you are wondering; comparatively Beau was more like a 10k. Walk in the park. But believe me, it is like a race that I am still recovering from. There is just no easy when it comes to kids.)

Anyway, this morning when I was out on my recovery trail run that was what I was thinking about. That my labor had started and my life was about to change. Most times when your life changes it happens in the blink of an eye but I got 42 hours to think about it. So I remember lots of details. Again. I'll spare you.

Anyway we've got parties to go to so I can't wax on about this forever.

Oh.

And today?

Today is my sister's birthday.

That's right.

Pookie is 31. She's in her thirties.

No way around it. Today I feel old. But I betcha Lala feels even older . . .

I am happy to say this week I hit my workouts as I wanted. Well almost. Close enough. Neverthelss, it was a strong week for me:
Sunday: 4 mile trail run
Monday: 14 miles in 2 hours.
Tuesday: Bike: 24 miles in 80 minutes.
Wednesday: This was a hard day. Planned was a 10k in under 45 minutes and an easy 30 minute swim. I could not hit my projected workout on the treadmill and bailed at 4 miles in 31 minutes. Did some leg weights and stretching. Then as punishment I hit the pool for an hour and swam continuous. I didn't count laps but I did count in the last 10 minutes and I got 24 laps in. So that comes out to about 2 miles maybe more maybe less assuming I averaged at least 24 laps per 10 minutes for the whole hour.
I was mad at myself for not hitting my treadmill workout so in the afternoon I went back and tried again. I hit 4 miles in 29 minutes and felt pretty good about that so I stretched and called it a day.
Thursday: 6 easy miles on rolling hills.
Friday: 21 miles @ 8:34 pace
Saturday: 4 trail miles recovery.

Totals:
Run: 57 miles
Bike: 24 miles
Swim: 2 miles
41/0

9 comments:

  1. Well, I think that it is safe to say that the last 7 years have been pretty life changing for all of us. Throw a kid (or 2!) into the mix and my hat is off to you... Meanwhile, enjoy every second, because remembering you at age 18, I can't wait to read your blog posts 11 years from tomorrow...

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  2. and, happy birthday Pookie! I suddenly remember telephone issues with you 18 years ago!!! We'll talk later...

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  3. Lala does feel old- but very rich in family!

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  4. Yeah Pookie!!! Being in your thirties is not so bad. I think it's better than being in your twenties.

    Stick

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  5. Eek. I should not have read this post? 42 hours??

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  6. Just wait until you have a 7 year old GRAND-DAUGHTER!! My grand-daughter, Rosie, is eight years old and so very precious...I want to be healthy and fit so I can watch her grow older and spoil her rotten!

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  7. Delurking to say, "WOW, what a workout schedule!" Awesome job!

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  8. 42 hours. Holy cow.

    Happy Birthday Carmella.

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