I never once used the double jogging stroller that I received at my baby shower for jogging. I took it out plenty of times to walk or hike or just to get some fresh air in the park with my twins. But run with it? Not a chance.
It wasn't that I didn't run. In fact, as soon as I got the OK from my doctor, I couldn't lace up my sneakers fast enough. After a difficult pregnancy, the final two months of which I spent mostly lying in bed, and the nonstop blur of caring for newborn twins, I had decided that running was my chance for some peace and quiet. My husband and former running partner, Scott, now held down the fort so I could head to the park and escape.
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Scott and I had started running together when we graduated from college and had tackled many road races, marathons, and triathlons by the time the twins came along. As they grew, we got used to going solo as the other babysat.
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