I owe, I owe … Off to work I go with my running shoes and breast pump in tow!
On Tuesday, when I went to go express milk for Amber (I express for her at 10 am and 2 pm), I found myself facing a BIG problem … I had forgotten the little Ã…”rings Ã‚Â that screw into my breast pump horns to hold the bottle liners* in place, so that I can express milk directly into them. Basically, this means I couldn’t pump and absolutely HAD to find time in my day to buy either 2 of these rings, or 2 Playtex bottles if I didn ‘t want to spend the afternoon looking like a porn star. While this was probably what my male co-workers would prefer, soaking my brand new, fairly tight fitting blouse wasn’t the kind of entertainment I was willing to provide to my co-workers …
So I was faced with 3 options:
Option #1 – Run during my lunch break and deal with some major breast pain for the whole afternoon
Option #2 – Walk to the nearby mall and search for the Playtex rings or bottles
Option #3 – Cut my run short, and take a running detour through the mall and find the parts I desperately needed.
So of course I chose option #3 and surprised my lunch time running club by just showing up ” it was sooooooooo nice to see them all! We have an email group of about 30 runners, and every morning a co-worker (her name is Tanya) sends a motivational quote out to everyone in an email and invites us all to join her at lunch for a run. We each respond and let the group know about our running plans so we can coordinate to meet at noon, and walk over to the nearby park together. In the nice weather a good group of about 8 runners meet, and in the colder winter months there are only about 2-3 of us Ã…”hard-core Ã‚Â runners who meet. We then each run a 2.5 k lap (or two or three) around the park at our own pace. Sometimes I find someone who runs my pace, and other days I speed on ahead, or lag behind (as was the case a year ago when I was still pregnant with Amber).
All in all my run was pretty good. My ankle was still pretty sore from yesterday’s failed attempt at walking in high heels, but I toughed out the pain and was able to put forth a pretty decent pace (5:40/km). I ran one loop with the gang, then ran with another multi-tasking runner who had a quick errand to do as well (incidentally she’s also a mom of 3). I managed to find the parts I was looking for at Toys R Us, along with a birthday gift for Amber. Afterwards my ankle swelled up into a nice purple balloon, so I iced it with the bag of frozen peas I keep at work while I pumped and inhaled some lunch.
Ahhhh … the glamorous multi-tasking life of a working, breastfeeding, pumping, and running mom!
How do you fit fitness into a busy work day?