Today my husband and I got out for a date. We chose to go on a running date. It wasn’t quite at the level of Sarah Brown’s two week postpartum Olympic trials training epic proportions, but it was my own version of the postpartum running story with husband-coach. We’re at 6 1/2 weeks and we did a leisurely 5 miles. In addition to some hill work it included bowls of steaming pho on the Ave at mile 4.6. 

So, our big night out post baby was actually a midday running date. We got sweaty. Our date included joint banking errands. In spite of that, it felt great to get out on our own, just the two of us talking about this and that. And to be up and running again.