So last week went pretty well, I did miss one run, but it was because I was totally unprepared for the Wednesday morning class and really unable to do anything but use Coach Doris’ name in vain (Please see my previous post, “Sore”).
This week I have a solid week in front of me:
Tuesday – 4 mile tempo run
Wednesday- morning conditioning class (I am glutton for punishment, I AM going back) and a paced three mile run in the evening
Thursday- Speed work. 3-4 miles with running coach.
Saturday – long run with PCRF VIP group (5 miles)
Excited and motivated to be a fit newdadintraining? Yup
So tomorrow I get to actually see my baby again. We have our final ultrasound tomorrow morning and I am so excited. We have made the decision to not know the gender of the baby, which has caused us grief, not with each other, but from others. Actually, let me totally honest, it was my wife who made the decision. In the beginning I wanted to know if we were going to have a little girl or boy. You have to understand my shock when my wife said “I really don’t want to know”. This is the woman who has to make a list before she will pack for any trip. So for her to say “I want to be surprised” made me ask “when are the pod people bringing my wife back?” But after she explained her position I completely understood her stance and we are now a unified front, we will find out when the doctor says “congratulations, you have a beautiful baby____(fill in the gender)!”.
Saying Anna has not had an easy pregnancy is like saying water is wet. Truer words have never been spoken. She was sick EVERY DAY through the first six and half-seven months of the pregnancy. Now she has to be careful as she tested for gestational diabetes and is now in that third trimester battle to find a comfortable position to sit, sleep, etc. So honestly, I kinda feel like we did miss out on some of the pregnancy experience. If you ask me to expand and explain that statement, I don’t know that I really can, I can only say it was not the experience either of us expected. Now with this in mind, there have been more amazing moments than I will ever be able to write about or remember. It’s like that saying “I have forgotten more than you will ever be able to learn”, it is easy for us to remember the bad parts, and forget all the awesome moments. Moments I hope I never forget are the ultrasound appointments. Not only did seeing my baby on that little screen steal my breath away, I had brought tears in my eyes. To actually see my baby when it was not really much bigger than a portable flash drive (sorry, the first thing i thought of) was truly a life changing moment. The follow up ultrasounds have been amazing as well. I can never get tired of seeing my baby and cannot wait to see it with my eyes, not on a screen.
So to say I an anxious and excited might qualify as the understatement of the week. Stayed tuned, as tomorrow i am going to attempt my first picture post in newdadintraining, a picture of my baby, which is now much bigger than a portable flash drive.
As “new dad in training” one the major parts of my life is my VERY soon to be here baby. I really think about it almost every minute of every day. It is the focus of the majority of my conversations. Am I ever babied out? I guess sometimes but eh, not really, it is refreshing to have a conversation that is not centered around the baby, but in reality, this IS my reality because in seven weeks I am going to truly be “new dad…”.
So as I go through my day, I constantly see something that has me thinking “oh my, that is going to be me” or “I really can’t wait to do that”. Sometimes it is something as little as seeing a dad pushing a stroller, or a mom putting their child in the car in the parking lot of a grocery store. Other times it is something a lot more in my face. In the past two weekends, I have attended a second birthday party for one niece and a first birthday party for another niece(Yes, my baby is going to have a lot of cousins all in pretty close proximity in age!) realizing that sometime down the line, Anna and I are going to be planning birthday parties, figuring out what to do with all the stuff they may get.
Recently a good friend and his wife welcomed their second child to the world, and I saw a picture of their little bundle of joy on Facebook and it hit me like a ton of bricks…”holy crap that is going to be Anna and I in just a few short weeks!” I called him to both congratulate him and tell him thanks a lot of the harsh smack of reality to the face. He laughed and shared that is it a million more times intense than I can imagine. Had to thank him again for that little bit of information.
You know how there are things going on everyday that you really don’t note because they are not on your radar at the time, but once they are you say “damn, there is a lot of this going on”. Like getting a new car. After you own it, you start to notice how many more of your particular model there are on the road. Or during a sporting season, you notice how many other fans of your team there are (BEAR DOWN CHICAGO BEARS!!). When someone is wearing your team colors, you notice it right away, even more when you support an out of area team, in my case, I notice an Ohio State shirt/hat from a quarter mile out! These are things I am noticing now. I notice other pregnant women and find myself trying to figure out in my head how far along they are. I take more note of how parents are handling their kid when we are out. I notice runners pushing a running stroller and can’t wait for that to be me. I notice strollers, car seats, baby toys, etc thinking “Ohhh, I want that for my kid”.
So like seeing the pictures of my facebook friends babies, and seeing ultracool strollers, or seeing the mother loading her child in the car, I am reminded every day of what is coming, what is right around the corner. And it is not always the nice stuff, I see kids throwing tantrums, hear a baby crying, sometimes see that same mother who is loading their child (or children) into the car really struggling and realize that it is not going to be all rainbows and puppy dogs. But those reminders are just as important.
I just hope that I am ready for it all, the good and the bad, the triumphs and the moments that are less than a triumph. As my friend told me, it is going to be a million times more intense than I have even imagined and I am looking forward to them all.
OK, so as part of the VIP training program for the PCRF race, coach Doris Thews has a class that meets at 6am on Wednesday mornings. Now it is bad enough that it is at six am (TOO EARLY) but to add insult to injury, it is a conditioning class. She did a class last year that was mind/body for runners which I LOVED. So I show up with yoga mat in hand, ready to go. Then I learn the awful truth, this year is about conditioning(torturing) the runners, not stretching them. There were lunges, there were squats, there were more lunges, more squats. Then more god awful things I cannot do well.
Well, it has been a VERY long time since I have done a workout like that. My friend Suzanne would be very disappointed in my performance, as I used to take her Lift and Bodypump classes at 24hr fitness. Because I have not worked like that in so long, I am sore. I hurt. My legs burn in places they haven’t in a loooong time. Whats worse is the real pain is usually the second day after the exercise, so tomorrow is going to not be great.
With all of that being said, you guessed it, i will be back next Wednesday for more.
Love ya Coach D., Even though your name was used in vain at least once today.
I was talking to a friend today about the baby (yes, many of my conversations these days are about the baby or how Anna is doing) and I was mentioning my favorite time of the day. My favorite time of the day is when I am laying on the couch or bed with Anna, and just touching her belly and watching it. When the baby moves, it is MAGIC! And believe me, our little one is practicing gymnastics in Anna’s belly right now is there is a TON of movement. Watching it move really just takes my breath away.
That quiet, still moment is my favorite of the day. It is just me, Anna and our little one and no matter how bad the day has been, no matter what might be on my mind, it all just melts away the moment that belly moves or stretches. I could just lay with her for hours, watching the little miracle growing inside of her.I love those quiet little moments, and i appreciate the fact that i really, REALLY need to cherish them, because once that little bundle of love living inside of her is on the outside, we may not have those moments as often as we would like.
When I shared this with my friend they commented, “ohhh you are in such trouble, because if the baby does that to you now, you don’t stand a chance once the baby is born! It will have you wrapped around its little finger.” I know that is true, I really don’t stand a chance…
My allergies have been kicking my ass for nearly a week, making my focus less than great. So tonight i will just spit out some random stuff as I am tired and cranky and just want to tear out my sinuses from my head….
-Our baby is due in less than EIGHT WEEKS! This both excites me to no end and scares the hell out me at the same time.
-My parents live in central Florida and today an eight foot alligator was captured in a yard about four houses from theirs. I thought that was pretty cool but pretty scary. I would not like to end up in the proximity of an eight foot gator, unless it is in a wildlife enclosure.
-Six AM is too damned early for a workout class. But as part of the training program I am participating in for the PCRF race, there is a class offered by the head coach of the program, Doris Thews. I have told you she (as well as her Husband, Bob Thews) is the greatest trainer in my world. The first class is tomorrow morning at 6am.
-I miss my friend Mary Bardsley. She was my mentor, my head cheerleader, my guidance counselor, my therapist and most importantly my friend. I owe her so very much and I still think of her almost everyday.
-Cancer really, really, Sucks. I will be talking a lot about what you can do to help me assist in the fight against cancer in future posts (very soon).
I told you it would be random, although there is no correlation between eight weeks and an eight foot gator, that is totally random, I swear.
Well, as I mentioned yesterday this blog is going to be about training, for fatherhood, life and running. Today I am going to talk about the third, running. Today I ran 4.01 miles at a 10:47 pace. This gives me just over 20 miles for the month, which is really low mileage for me this late in the month, but I was sidelined due to medical issues for 12 days (more on that in a future post).
I am currently training for my next events, I am paid for the Carlsbad 5000 on April 1st, but because the baby is due so close to the date of the race (due date April 16th), I am not going to be over an hour away from my wife. So I will likely miss that race which means the Pediatric Cancer Research foundation (PCRF) Cinco De Mayo reaching for the cure 1/2 marathon is Next for me (May 6th). I have just started the training for the race and will likely log around 15 miles this week.
- Tonight – 4 miles
- Wednesday- 4 miles
- Thursday- 3 miles with 5 hill sprints (:15)
- Saturday- group run, 4.5 miles
As sick as it sounds, I am really looking forward to running the hill sprints. Crazy? YUP!!
So the training begins…
Hello everyone! This is actually my second Blog I have ever had, back in the day (I HATE it when people say that) when MySpace was all the rage, in the days before Facebook ruled the world, I wrote semi-regularly in their Blog section. And believe it or not a few people even read it!
Now I am going to give this another shot. Some posts will be about my soon to be expanding family, as my beautiful wife Anna is going to give birth to our first child in April. Some posts will be about my observations and often vocalized opinion on them, and others will be about one of my deepest passions, RUNNING!! I am an avid runner, in January 2009 I ran in my very first event, a 5K that was literally right outside my front door here in Irvine. Since then I have participated in many events, 5K’s, 10K’s and even half Marathons. I have the worlds greatest running coaches, Team Thews (I will dedicate posts and deepest praises to them in future posts). Almost everyone would say their coach is the greatest in the world, but Bob and Doris are the greatest in my world, which you are here to get a glimpse of.
I will talk about the anxieties I experience as I get closer to becoming a first time dad, my day to day experiences in life, and of course, my training for whatever event is next on my horizon.
Thank you for joining, I hope to entertain as well as get some of this stuff off my chest.