It’s been a while, so I knew I was due for one—yes, a running interruption due to a necessary diaper change. Yesterday, I decided to work out in the afternoon, after my older son finished preschool. Since my 2-year-old is usually pretty regular and gets his business done in the morning, I knew I was flirting with danger when I chose to hit the YMCA in the afternoon.
It’s always a stressful moment when you see the woman in the purple shirt approaching your treadmill out of the corner of your eye. Your breathing quickens and you glance furtively to the adjoining treadmills to see if there could possibly be another parent there. I hope it’s not mine, I hope it’s not mine you say to yourself.
Yesterday, I was exactly 1.59 miles into a 7 mile progression run when I got the visit from the lady in purple. At least it wasn’t in the middle or towards the end, I did a speed work-worthy diaper change and finished out the workout. Ironically, right after I started back, the poor woman next to me was summoned. Apparently children have a fondness for soiling diapers at the Y!
All things considered, it was a great run. I did a 1 mile w/u and then 5 miles at 8:27, 8:19, 8:12, 8:00 and 7:47. I felt good at the end and probably could have continue, but I did a 1 mile c/d and called it a day! I really, really LOVE progression runs—probably because I am usually a negative splitter over distance…