If you know anything about me or have read any of my dieting posts, you know that I am not a big fan of exercise - at least not the kind that you actually go out to do with full intentions. I’m more of a sneaky exercise kind of girl…you know, the oh crap I had to park at the end of the mall parking lot because it is friggin Christmas insanity, but ooh look, I just got some exercise kind. Well, this morning, I got some sneaky exercise in. Last night, CheezWaster wore his footie pajamas (oh how we love footies!) and didn’t want to change out of them this morning before going to Oma & Opa’s house. So, I took him over in his footies and put his shoes in my work bag (big mistake). Of course, I forgot to take them out of my bag. Then, Opa had to rush me up to the bus to make his dentist appt. Thankfully, Oma realized that the shoes were missing just as I was about to get on the bus for work. Since the kids were not ready to go out, I told her I would come home and drop off the shoes. So, I started running - because I was already later than usual. Now granted, my parents only live 3 blocks from the bus stop, but:
- I’m in my work clothes and work shoes - not exactly fit for running
- I have a backpack full of crap.
- It is 21 friggin degrees outside (which I love by the way, but not when my hood keeps flying off and my ears feel so cold it’s like there is a blowtorch on them)
- I don’t think I’ve run this much since about 7th grade (right before they told me I had a bum knee and couldn’t run in gym class anymore)
While I was shocked that I didn’t feel like I was going to die when I got to the house, I was more shocked at how awake and alive I felt. Now I feel empowered and I think this might be the start of a beautiful exercise friendship - at least in the winter - I hate sweating even more than exercise!
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