A Running Mom

Welcome to my ‘hood.  This is the fastest part of any run for me around where I live.  When I make it to this stop sign, my wheels can’t stop.  I’m running as fast as I can down this hill, around this corner (beautiful view, yes?) and whew! into my backyard.  Why is it so great?  It’s all downhill, baby.  Not steep.  Just sloped ever-so-subtly so that by the time I reach my house, I feel like an Olympian.

It’s a great finish.  And for me, sometimes, a great finish means a great run.

May your next run be a great one.

Rebecca

Last year, at this time, I played paddle tennis several times a week.  I started running a little less.  And I developed some pretty uncomfortable lower back pain.  You know the kind, where you squat to pick things up instead of bending over?  Yeah.  No fun.  Because of a friend, I found a pilates studio nearby where I learned the “hundred,” among other exercises.  Here’s the man himself, Joseph Pilates, demonstrating the hundred.  Look simple?  You strike that pose and count to 100! Try it.  It’s really, really tough.  Lower those legs a bit and it gets more challenging.  Just make sure you keep your back glued to the floor, because if you engage your back muscles you could get hurt.  For me, it worked and I’m a pilates convert.  You might even end up with a six-pack!  

Want more Pilates? Check out: http://tinyurl.com/6jjz8d

May your next run be a great one.  

Rebecca