I love treadmill running.
I know. It’s blasphemy in the world of running where it‘s celebrated to come home from a run with your eyelashes frozen and nose frost bitten.
But hear me out- I can safely run anytime of the day or night. I can easily monitor my children as they play around me. I’ve learned a ton about ultra running (no intentions of ever participating, but the documentaries are SO motivating). I can binge watch the latest streaming craze and not feel guilty about it.
That last statement hit the nail on the head. ‘Not feel guilty about it’. This is a phrase often associated with selfish tasks, such as exercising, when you’re a mom. Shouldn’t we all just be ‘mommying’ all the time?
I‘ve been mostly unable to let go of
the mom guilt that comes along with working full time and running 30-50 miles a week. But I’m unwilling to give up an activity that makes me a better mom.
So for now- I’ll love treadmill running and the freedom and flexibility it gives me to balance running with the rest of my life.
And one day I’ll post my frozen face post-run selfie and join the ‘real
runners’ club.
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