I was on the treadmill today at the Y, feeling good, running fast (for me!) at 6.6 mph for almost 2 miles. I only had a little more than a mile left when I hear,
"Excuse me, are you Stephen's mom?"
"Yes"
"He has a poop."
Great.
"Ok, I'll be right there."
I turn off the treadmill, unplug my Ipod, wipe down the treadmill, walk out of the cardio room, walk upstairs, go into the women's locker room to get a diaper and wipes, go to the Child Watch room to get Stephen, take him to the family locker room, change him, return him to Child Watch, bribe him to stay there with the empty wipe container (note to self: fill the wipes in gym bag!), go back downstairs, plug Ipod back in, start treadmill and finish 1.2 miles at 6.4 to 6.0 mph.
Really? Well, I guess I should just be grateful that I was still able to get the run in! I even jumped on the bike after for a quick 3 miles. I have a 10 miler on May 16 - The Boston Brain Tumor Ride - and really haven't done much biking so far. Yesterday I was outside on the bike, pulling him behind me in the bike trailer and had to stop 3 times to retrieve a sippy cup, Elmo, and a toy hammer before I even clocked a mile! But then he fell asleep and I was able to get in 6 miles. :)
How often are you interrupted during your runs? What is it usually for?
Hope you all have a great weekend!
Laura Elaine
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HAHA! Even though you already told me that story I was a little scared from the title of the blog :) Too funny
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