Second day of Easter, filled with a much needed long run with my smallest.
14.2 KM, baby jogger all the way!
And following the golden rule of baby jogger running, when he started saying “all done” we turned around and came home. We took a short break at kilometre 7 and dropped by the bakery to pick up a roll and apple juice for him. We found a little bench down by Jyllinge Harbor and he enjoyed his snack and shouted at some geese. Totally normal – and yes, apparently we are those loud people in the park.
We also swung by the paddock right next to our house to see the new baby lamb. It was sunny and warm and the lamb was way to comfortable to get up for a good picture.
Now he is down for a nap, I am hydrating and enjoying a little sunshine and my garden. A good end to the Easter vacation I think.
This weekend was particularly lazy. Saturday which should have been long run day was filled with freezing temperatures and rain and that was not something I wanted to venture out in with nasty head cold.
So we went to my son’s gymnastics performance:
Lounged on the sofa – when you got to sleep, you got to sleep:
and ordered new running clothes from one of my favourite online shops Løbeshop.dk. Because it is of course a known fact that new running clothes make you run faster (and løbeshop is taking another 50% off of all clearance items!).
I finally did get a run in on Saturday. It was not nearly as long as I had planned since Sunday suddenly became hectic with other plans and childcare, but I did manage to get an run in:
Not nearly as long as I had hoped at an little slower than I would have liked, but the route I picked was fairly hilly, so I think I worked harder than I thought I did. And I did also stop to take pictures, because I live in a beautiful part of Denmark and love running out along the country side:
I have decided to try to blog again. Throughout the years, I have started blogs and sooner or later, I seem to stop blogging for some reason. Not enough time, lack of interest, other shiny objects that divert my attention (and good intentions) away from my blog…. so let’s see if this works this time.
Just to shortly introduce myself, I am an American living among the vikings in the kingdom of Denmark. In case you don’t know where that is….
My days are usually spent on my family which includes 3 children, all obvious recipients of their father’s statuesque viking genes. That means I am already preparing to be the little, dark one in the family of towering blond giants. Go figure…
I work… a lot. And when I am not with my family and I am not at work, I like to run. Running has quickly become my stress reliever and I enjoy it, which is something I would have never had said years ago. In fact, I distinctly remember trying to get out of running in gym class in high school. We would have a timed mile test every Monday and as if by some strange coincidence, Mondays were always the days I was sick… or injured… or forgot my gym clothes.
Looking back at that, I find it funny that I now run very long distances for fun. I ran with injuries, while pregnant, while sick… all because it feels like freedom. I just signed up the other day for my first full marathon – the HC Andersen Marathon in Odense, Denmark this October. I have done some halves and they have been fun and all, but I haven’t had an urge to go longer until now. I watched the end of the Copenhagen Marathon last year on TV while I was sitting with my new baby and thinking… wow, it would be fun to be in good enough shape to run for that distance and I think the thought has been in my head ever since then. Since I can’t shake it, I might as well embrace it.