Mule-ing It

Well, if anyone was looking, they would have beheld a "sight"....

Baby #4 arrived 8 weeks ago and I am trying to hit the road again. I did well with this pregnancy gaining only about 10 lbs more than necessary by the current weight reading on my scale. A LOT better than the 45 that was blinking with the last one.
So, me and my boys hit the trail-one in the jogging stroller, one in the front carrier: 4.02 miles and 1:08hrs later.
Feeling accomplished and ready to take on the extra weight. No running but plenty of energy exerted!

Welcome to my world.

Short and not-so-sweet

My daughter is entering 5th grade.
She is joining the running team at a nearby charter school.
She is so excited, she can't hardly stand herself.

She drug me out of bed this morning.
I laced up my shoes and off we went.
Point six of a mile, a tree limb grabbed my ankle.
There are exactly 4 stops between running and SPLAT.

Shoulder
Elbow
Hands
Knees.

The run lasted another point four of a mile.

53 in 30

With the arrival of my fourth child, I am more determined than ever to lose the weight and get back to running. If you read some earlier posts, you can see the journey that I have been on. For the most part, it has been pretty good...the past 3 years have not been good or pretty.
So, I am challenging myself to run/walk/be active for 53 miles in 30 days. One mile for each hour I was at the hospital being induced and birthing my son, the linebacker.
He came in at 10 lbs and 4oz.

So...the mark drawn, I am set and off I go!!