Day 4 - Feeling good!

What a day I have had. Mr Claire's first day back to work, and he had to be in early.  Normally we have a nice little routine where he gets up, looks after the baby (he turns 1 next week) and plays for a wee while before he has to get dressed to give me time to shower and get myself in order.  Never mind though, it just meant I have to crack on with things in a different order.  Shame our son had other ideas.  Seems I wasnt the only one to miss daddy today.  My normal placid boy was on a rampage...

Number of vases thrown : 2
Number of plants tipped upside down : 2
Number of times I had to pull him out of his daddy's surround sound system : 3 (in fairness I should have been watching him more closely)
Number of times the dog ran and hid : 4

Oi Oi Oi!  Stress levels where high, but enough of that I don't want to bore you with these details, I suppose I only mention it as it perhaps explains why I loved my run so much in the rain this evening (that and why I took L out in his buggy twice today!!). 

Wednesday is the night I lead a JogScotland group.  I set it up in November last year, and we are a small group but getting bigger and growing nice and organically and tonight we had another new member.  Lovely seeing a new face on a horrible night like it was.  We were soaked to the skin within about 5 minutes but it was that lovely heavy rain that it so refreshing to run in. None of that wind nonsense of yesterday, no wussy drizzle, just nice heavy rain.  And I felt good. So so good. In fact when I dropped the group back off at the meeting point I was tempted to go on a little more. We did 5.79 miles and thinking about it now I should have rounded it up to 6.  But there is time for that tomorrow.   Now I am happy sitting here in my PJs drinking a cup of tea thinking about what a nice day this has been, despite my previous grumbling about L.  As well as the grumpy missing his daddy behaviour he was also a wonder...

Number of times he took 4 steps or more on his own : 2
Number of times he stroked the head of my little sister napping on the couch : 3
Number of times he kissed/cuddled me just because :  I dont know, but enough to melt me.

Sigh... ok, I never talk about my son on line, and I know it can bore people who don't care (God knows I get fed up hearing about some of my friends going on about their kids) but today L shaped my day entirely.  He is my motivation for so much of what I do.  I aimed to run a marathon before I got pregnant, I wanted my child to be able to be proud of this achievement in his mumma.  I fell pregnant a week after Brighton.  After I had him I wanted my son to be able to say "my mumma runs marathons" not  just that I had ran one once.  It may never matter to him what I do, but it matters to me that it might jsut be that one thing that makes him proud of me.  So here I am running, happy, healthy and fitting it around him and being the mother I want to be to make my son happy and healthy too. 

Wow, I am loving life tonight.

Hope everyone is well.

Take Care

C xx

Total miles now run - 19.38