Red, White & Rose 5K – Another Stroller run

September means the start of Fall festivals and lots of activities. This past weekend my mom’s shop had a booth at a local winery’s Fall Harvest Festival, which was also the second stop on a tour of races at Central Indiana wineries called the Red, White, & Rose race series. You can choose between running a 5K or 10K, and at the finish is a glass of wine, medal (corresponding with how many races in the series you’ve run), and free wine!

I’m not much of a wine drinker, but sign me up! My sister wanted to do the 5K, her first in four years. I was trying to decide between running in the 10K or pushing Baby A&W in the stroller for the 5K (she doesn’t like to go much longer than 4 miles in the stroller). At the last minute I decided I’d stick with pushing A in the stroller for at least one more 5K race.

Baby A&W has her game face on for the race.

Baby A&W has her game face on for the race.

The race small, about 215 running in both the 5 and 10Ks, but it was nice. The route was run along country roads by the winery, with very little traffic, and held in the early evening. The weather was perfect, especially after the chilly, wet start to the day.

Start of the race was a little tight with the country road.

Start of the race was a little tight with the country road.

I started next to my sister, but then slowly pulled away. I wanted to just go at a comfortable pace, but I also wanted to push our speed a little bit more. Then I just made my way through the crowd.

When we turned west after a half mile, we hit a strong headwind and the sunset. Headwinds suck, but they suck more while pushing a stroller! Plus I wanted to try to get A out of the sun as quickly as possible, so I pushed the pace a little faster. Once we turned south, we were out of the headwind and I was in a groove.

Finishing strong, A does not look too thrilled in this photo, but it was time for her dinner (which we promptly fed her as soon as I got her back to my mom's booth).

Finishing strong, A does not look too thrilled in this photo, but it was time for her dinner (which we promptly fed her as soon as I got her back to my mom’s booth).

We ended up finishing 26th overall, with a time of 30:00 and fourth in my age group (30-39)…with a stroller! I had a lot of compliments as to how I ran the race while pushing A. I’m sure I would have done better without the stroller, but it was more fun to let A experience the countryside and another race with her momma.

I’m continuing my race training for a half marathon in early November, but the mileage build up is slow. I’m not sure how many more races I’ll do this year with the stroller, but I hope to try to continue running with A until it gets too cold. It’s hard to believe summer is over!

Baby's first race medal!

Baby’s first race medal!

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Link Love: Strong Women for Girl Power

This edition of Link Love is all about being a strong woman and having girl power. I want Baby A to be a strong woman and believe in girl power!

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Why Your Daughter Should Do CrossFit (Tabata Times): Can I love this any more?? I would love for Baby A&W to follow in her mom’s footsteps of being active, as well as loving CrossFit. M and I are always talking about what sports she’ll play (she’s a natural swimmer, but I’d also love for her to play volleyball), and how she’ll be a horse girl. But I know she might not like all of that, and might surprise us. But I would love for her to workout with her mom, be healthy, and just happy with her body from the very beginning, and CrossFit helps all of that.

PSA: It’s Time to Stop Body Shaming Once and For All (Snacking in Sneakers): When Chrissy posted she wanted to write this post on the Sweat Pink Facebook page, I had to share my story about the doctor and my “abnormal athletic female body.” Her story, as well as the story of others in this post, really burns my biscuits that we are OK with this type of conversation. Again, this shines a light on how I want Baby A&W to grow up, and this isn’t one of those ways.

Loving Your Body is a Marathon, Not a Sprint (Lifting Revolution): Taylorr posted an eye-opening number, that 91% of women hate their bodies. Can you imagine Gisele hating her body? (OK, she might definitely be in the 9%) But, it reminds me that I’m not alone. I’m struggling with my body image because I still haven’t lost all the baby weight. I don’t fit in all of my pre-pregnancy clothes very well (just because it zips doesn’t mean it fits), so it’s frustrating to get dressed in the morning. But then I stop myself…I don’t want Baby A&W to be in that 91%. I don’t want her to hear me talk about negatively about my body, which will, in turn, make her feel like it’s alright to do the same about herself. It’s time we flip the stats around!

Colts 5K — First Race with a Stroller

Competing in the Colts 5K was a fun time. I only had a little bit of nerves because of my running partner–it was her first race so I wasn’t sure how she’d handle it. Would she be alright with the crowds? Would I push her too fast? Would she have a blowout in her diaper mid-race?

Hold up…blowout in her diaper? Yep, my running partner was my baby girl! We’ve been working for this race, slowly adding miles in the stroller to get her accustomed to the time spent and me accustomed to the extra weight and resistance that comes with pushing something up and down hills.

Race day dawned bright and early…about 30 minutes earlier than planned (apparently Baby A&W didn’t know I had set my alarm). That was OK, I got up and dressed quickly (I laid out my race outfit the night before, as well as hers), then got A up. I changed her diaper and got her dressed in her Colts onesie and shorts, plus a fresh diaper, and headed down for our pre-race meal–a piece of whole wheat toast with peanut butter for me, and a bottle of formula and bowl of oatmeal for her.

The stroller was already packed in the car, and so was her diaper bag. For the race, I didn’t want to be weighed down by my giant diaper bag, so I threw my Brica goPad Diaper Changer, which was great because it held 3 diapers, plus a small pack of wipes, and some small trash bags to dispose of the dirty diapers. It worked great! We ended up having to change A’s diaper after the race…in the end zone of the Colts’ stadium (Lucas Oil Stadium). (Hey, how many babies can say that??)

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The race started a little after 8. I lined up with a friend in the 10 minute pace, towards the back of that pack. I was going to do my best to not the stroller wheel into anyone, but I couldn’t guarantee it. Well, I only hit three people, and it was only minor, so I was proud of myself for that!

I had to remind myself to be patient with my weaving and moving around if we needed to pass people. Running with a stroller isn’t as flexible as running alone. I made sure to give us a wider berth in our route, and didn’t cut corners tightly. There were a few inconsiderate runners–one guy dashed across our running path, cutting it so close he almost hit my front tire.

Overall, the course was stroller-friendly, especially runner friendly. We started in front of the stadium, then ran the last tenth of a mile into and through the stadium. That part was really cool–we actually ran through the tunnel that the Indianapolis Colts run through when they come onto the field on game day. Then the finish line was the 50 yard line. The energy was awesome, and it was fun seeing the Colts cheerleaders lining up the last part of the race.

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We waited around and took photos while waiting for M and my brother-in-law, who were walking the race. Then we had to hurry on out because I needed to be on the road to Lexington for a friend’s baby shower.

But not before A met Blue, the Indianapolis Colts mascot… (she wasn’t sure about his furry arms and kept trying to pluck them LOL)

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I’m already looking forward to another fun race to do with the stroller. I hope to make running something Baby A&W can do together for a long time. While I don’t know if I see myself racing further than a 5K with a stroller (maybe a 10K, if I can build up her patience), they’re more fun that way.

I wasn’t able to get my race photo at this time, but once I do, I’ll post it–I’m pretty proud of it! 🙂

Your turn: Have you, or would you, run a race pushing a stroller?

Dear Aubrey – 7 Months

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Dear Aubrey,

Seven months!! We’re on the downward spiral to 1 year old! I laugh when I say that. But, really, I can’t believe we’re already at 7 months. You continue to grow and change everyday, and you’re really starting to become your own person.

Last month was a big one as far as action for you. We had your official 6-month photos taken on Grammie & Grandpie’s farm, and you were such a little trooper and a ham in front of the camera. Dally and LaMesa even got into the photos a couple of times, which makes my heart swell.

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We took you to the Indiana State Fair, where you got to see so many cool things, and even rode the carousel with momma for the first time. You weren’t too sure when the carousel started moving and the horse was going higher and higher, so I held you through the ride, and you were OK with that.

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You’ve been sitting in high chairs when we go to restaurants, and you like it so much better. Because of that, we’re starting to let you try to feed yourself and work on picking up things with your fingers. It takes you a while, but you’re getting the hang of it. Meanwhile, you have fun making a big mess.

Eating-wise, you’re still doing well. We’ve been trying so many new foods, and you haven’t really had a problem with any of them.

We also ran in our first 5K together in August! Momma pushed you in your stroller for the Colts 5K in downtown Indianapolis. You handled everything so well, and we finished in around 31 minutes, which is a great time! While we waited for your Uncle Jerry and daddy to finish, we took photos, fed you a bottle, and even had to change your diaper in the end zone of Lucas Oil Stadium–how many babies can say that? 😉

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Just last week we took you on your first long car ride (longer than 3.5 hours) as we traveled to Savannah, Ga., for mommy’s cousin’s wedding. We took two days to drive out there and two days to drive back, staying in hotels along the way. You handled everything so well. There were times you hated being in your car seat, because you had been in it for so long, so I can understand. And when we’d put you to sleep in your pack and play, you slept so well for everything going on. I took you to Tybee Island, where we traveled up the lighthouse (such a great workout for mommy, haha) and you got to see the ocean and the beach for the first time! There were storms and rain in the area, so we couldn’t stay long, but you were able feel the sand, have the waves crash against your little chubby legs, and watch the seagulls flying around. I know your daddy wished he could have been there, but we know we’ll return sometime soon.

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Tybee Island Beach

You’re recognizing important people in your life, and smile whenever you see them. You haven’t said any real words, yet, but when you’re crying for me it’s like you say “Mim” instead of “mom”, which is cute. You’ve really started rolling around now–remember when I said that after your 4-month birthday you rolled once and that was it? Well now you roll over all of the time. You love your Zippy for sleeping, which makes us happy.

No teeth, yet, but you’re back to slobbering and sucking on things a lot, so time will tell.

I love your little hugs you give me all the time, your laughs and giggles. You’ve figured out how to fake coughs and sneezes because you know you’ll get a reaction. Your personality is growing more and more.

Love you, baby girl!