A Mom, a Runner, a Coach. This blog talks about everything that comes with balancing fitness and motherhood.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
two tiring days in a row
It was supposed to be five miles. I think it was actually either a 5K or we were supposed to do two laps. Either way, it was fine. I got a good walk and so did my kids. My five-year-old walked almost the entire way (he only sat in the stroller for five minutes to get a rock out of his shoe). My three-year-old ran every moment she was out of the stroller. I think she is Mommy's little runner.
After the event I had to drag my two kiddos to the race expo. They were surprisingly good considering I woke them up an hour early and marched them for miles. The expo for La Jolla Half was pretty disappointing. It was nothing like the one at Carlsbad. In fact, I am not even sure why they bother with an expo at all. There were about five or six booths. The one booth of random running supplies didn't sell Shot Blox for my friend. Lame. It was probably good because I wasn't tempted to look around.
Tomorrow I need to get up EARLY. The race starts at 7:30, runners have to be in the corrals by 7, so we're aiming to get there around 6, just to give us plenty of "oh crap" room. So I am off to bed. I am not as stressed as I was last time because I don't have a heck of a lot of pressure on myself. My only goal is to run under two hours. Running a PR would be running too hard in the middle of marathon training. I am going to try to have fun!
Happy running, everyone!!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Marching for Babies...

My friend, Sheila (pictured above) had a premature baby. He was one of the lucky ones. So many families go through even worse struggles than hers did. She was kind enough to share her experience with me.
As I stand and watch my three-year-old son, Ty, chase his friends around the International Houses after a grueling Stroller Strides
workout, I am amazed to think that it was not always this way, that he was not always this way. Ty was born at 30 weeks, 3 days gestation due to severe early-onset pre-eclampsia, a form of life-threatening high-blood pressure I experienced during my pregnancy. Weighing in at a mere 2lbs., 14oz, Ty looked like an incredibly skinny toy doll nestled into the incubator. During his month and a half long stay in the NICU, Ty encountered immense trials and tribulations: ventilators and C-PAP machines to help him breath (we couldn’t hold him until he was 8 days old and breathing oxygen through a nasal cannula); a PDA, a valve in his heart that did not close, that luckily was healed with medication and not surgery; two blood transfusions, bleeding in the lungs; slow motility (his little digestive system was too premature to process any feedings); incredibly slow weight gain and growth. We brought him home from the hospital weighing 4 lbs and 1 gram. To ensure his heart would not stop be
ating (tachycardia) or that he would not stop breathing (bradycardia), Ty was on liquid caffeine from birth
until 6 moths. His prematurity, coupled with the caffeine, caused Ty to experience horrific acid reflux, requiring medication twice a day for over a year. These caused difficulty in his eating and sleeping, which result
ed in Ty staying below the growth charts for height and weight until he was over 6 months old. To compound matters, Ty’s prematurity caused physical delays that required intense, painful daily physical therapy for over 6 months. To this day, Ty receives annual vision, hearing, and neonatology screenings to ensure he is on track. If it wasn’t for the March of Dimes, I might not be standing here, running after my child, telling him not to throw dirt in the drinking fountain with his friends. Their commitment to research, education, community service, and advocacy ensures that babies like Ty receive a fighting chance against the threats to their health. I truly cannot thank them enough.
This is a picture of Ty now... amazing
Even while I am going through one of the hardest times in my life, I really do feel truly blessed. I have two healthy children and a loving husband. I have family and friends that love and support me. I am happy that I can walk tomorrow and run on Sunday to help give back. Won't you support my efforts? $10, $20? Or even $13.10 in honor of my race on Sunday??
Thanks!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Kindness of Strangers...
As sweet and as generous it is for virtual strangers (or all we now really virtual friends?) to offer to help me pay my way, I am pretty confident that I will be able to come up with entry fees with birthday gifts. I am not 100% comfortable accepting charity...yet.
HOWEVER, in the vein of sponsorship, I AM fundraising for a much more worthy cause than my personal running endeavors. I am a team captain for the March of Dimes March for Babies in April for the Central San Diego Stroller Strides locations. I might even run my marathon for all the March of Dimes babies out there. I have been blessed with two very healthy children. I had good prenatal care and no major complications during my pregnancies. Many women are not so lucky. Money raised by the March of Dimes will help:
- support all-important research offering preventions and solutions for babies born too soon or with birth defects
- educate women on things they can do to increase their chances of having a healthy baby
- provide comfort and information to families with a newborn in intensive care
Thanks again for the encouraging words. I feel very lucky to have this outlet. I never would have thought that I would find such an inspiring and supportive group of readers. Writing about my running exploits has been such a wonderful release for me. To find a group of people who actually read it is more than I could have asked for.
happy running...

