Change

Recently I have been having trouble trying to fit in some exercise. Andrew no longer enjoys riding in the double stroller for a long walk. He gets tired riding his bike before I really want to be done walking. I had started going for walk/runs (I used to run often, like 8 years ago! but then my knees started hurting ~ I would like to run again, we shall see) after the boys are in bed at night but sometimes I'm just too tired after they are in bed or the Olympics are on now. My ideal time to work out has always been in the morning, after I have slept as much as needed (does that every happen again after kids?), have breakfast and then go workout. I've considered going early in the morning before Chad leaves for work but that isn't so appealing either ..... excuses, excuses. The less exercise I get, the worse I feel and the worse I feel about myself.

I've recently also been thinking that I need to exercise more and eat healthier. Especially after seeing so many fit athletes on the Olympics. (No, going to the Olympics is not one of my goals at least not a realistic one) Sometimes that is as far as it gets ~ mere thoughts. Other times, I succeed at exercising more and eating healthier but maybe only for a few days. Why is making changes so hard? Then I think, maybe I should just be content with who I am and the way I look. (ie. I have never had thin legs, they just are not in my genes!)

I may have discovered a solution today! The Gator. I had tried letting Andrew drive this before while I walk but it was just a tooooo slow for a walk to be considered exercise. But today, I took out the screw in the Gator that prevents it from being advanced to the second/faster speed. Andrew didn't even know this speed existed ~ until today. I told him it would only be for when we went for walks. I told him that it was going to be a lot faster. He stepped on the gas and both Andrew and Carsons' heads jerked back, they smiled and said "WHEEE!".

It worked really well. I was afraid it might be too fast and that Andrew would have difficulty steering. He did great. I was able to walk longer and they were content. I think it actually was just a tad faster than I normally walk, so it pushed me a little. When we got back home, I put the screw back in, so they can only drive in the slower speed. Andrew - amazingly- didn't seem to mind that it was slow again. Hopefully we can continue these Gator rides/walks, now I need to work on eating healthier. I guess I should stop eating the chocolate chip cookies I made! .....or maybe just one more!