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May 3, 2006

iPod fartlek

I ran at 10am this morning. It's Austin. It's muggy.

I just ran around the neighborhood, down to the new shopping center to see if the new grocery store is open (it's not) and then back on my regular loop. I ran with the iPod I got for my birthday from Andy. I don't generally run with music, and thought that I'd really only run with the iPod on the treadmill. But because I have a new baby I haven't been able to tune out the world as much as I normally would. So I took the opportunity to be in my own little world for a while. Besides, I don't really like running in my 'hood all that much.

I had it set to shuffle the 500 songs, but it seemed to be set on playing mostly mellow music. There was one stretch, though, where I was about to head up a hill and U2's Mofo came on. I couldn't help but run faster. What a great song to run to! After that came the Black Eyed Peas, and I was able to keep up the pace, but then some bluesy Bonnie Raitt came on and I just wanted to kick back with a beer. So I guess I did about a one-mile "tempo." Ha ha. I finished up with some strides, which I've been doing pretty consistently since I've been back. Me gusta strides. You get the heart rate up without the knotted stomach that precedes tempo or track.

MG had a big, big day today. She rolled over from her front to her back. Three times. No fluke. She hates "tummy time" so much she's figured a way out of it! Last night was her first night in her crib on her own and she did ok. She let out a few whimpers and I couldn't just let her cry, so I was up several times last night. At 3:30am she started her Academy Award acceptance speech. Or something. It lasted about 15 minutes before I went in and put her back to sleep by giving her her pacifer! It all sounded so very, very sweet, but we both needed to sleep. Tonight she's back in her bouncy seat next to the bed all swaddled up. I just couldn't get her to sleep in her crib tonight. Three rolls (sideways) forward and one bouncy seat back, I guess.

Posted by jenandmats at May 3, 2006 8:54 PM

Comments

The curse of the mellow music. Whenever I run to music (on the treadmill), all I get are sappy slow songs. As soon as I get off, something that rocks comes on and I'm left wondering if the DJ's know that someone is trying to run and it is their cruel and unusual punishment for us.

Blondie

Posted by: Blondie at May 4, 2006 7:20 PM

Wonderful thoughts, and bless your mind for them!

Take care and keep writing the Good Works.

Andy.

Posted by: Andy Harding at May 4, 2006 8:52 PM

Welcome back! We have missed you so much. I am glad to hear that MG is doing well and that you are running again :) I am eagerly awaiting the arrival of my sister's twins (due in July). She has a 14 month old as well. I am amazed at how smart and funny my niece is. It's quite amazing to watch her little personality grow, develop, and become a very big personality.

Posted by: bridget at May 6, 2006 12:45 AM