You know those moms who regularly post photos of their most recent 5Ks or marathon runs? I am not one of them.
A 13.1 or 26.2 decal will never be on my vehicle, and you will never see me in a running bib.
And I’m perfectly OK with that.
I have a lot of respect for the devoted mamas I know who run every day. For most of my friends it’s less about staying fit (though they are). Many of them tell me it’s what keeps them sane. It’s that time of day they reserve for themselves, when all the wants and needs of children melt away as endorphins defeat stress.
It sounds wonderful, which is why I’ve happily cheered them on from the sidelines.
While running relieves stress for my friends, it actually gives me stress. Everything from finding the right sports bra to wondering how far a person can go without being able to feel their legs has plagued me during my attempts at running.
The attempts have been many. Several times I was going to do this 5k or that 5k, or choose running as a way of life. The only problem: I hate running.
Cycling? Sure. Long walks? Sure. Elliptical? Sure. Swimming? Sure.
Given that I feel this way, it makes perfect sense that I’d buy a jogging stroller.
But I didn’t buy the jogging stroller for athletic reasons.
When my husband and I were testing different models, we fell in love with the jogging stroller simply for the way it turned a corner with ease.
Some of the previous strollers I’ve owned were difficult to push. If you’ve ever pushed a stroller that had a locked wheel, or a shopping cart with one of those freakishly-huge masses of dirt and dust stuck in the wheel, you know what I mean. Now imagine that feeling every time you push a stroller.
To a mom on the go, a good stroller is essential. The jogging stroller is that good stroller, providing greater stability, mobility and a smoother ride for both parent and baby.
We can’t wait to use it when our little girl arrives, and we will most certainly use it on the Rail Trail.
But we won’t be jogging.