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by Blabby
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Did I tell you that I made it to the gym the other day? We got up on a Monday, had a small breakfast and headed to the newer gym that just opened near my house. I brought William to the kids club - their little babysitting facility, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the kids club at the new gym is almost twice the size of the one at the older gym. There were a lot of kids, but because of all the space, everyone seemed happy and occupied - coloring, playing dinosaurs, watching Dora. William walked right in, picked up a bull dozer and started playing. I headed out to the floor and had a nice 45 min. workout. I jogged and walked on a treadmill, used the ellipticals, did a bunch of crunches and girl pushups and stretched. It was wonderful.
I went to get William and he seemed happy, albeit ready to go.
The next day, we get to the gym and we’re heading into the main doors and he moves behind me and gives me a little shove, saying, “you go, mommy, I’ll stay here.” Um, what? Then he says, “I’m not going to the gym anymore.” We went inside anyway where he proceeded to scream and cry like I was pinching him or pulling his hair or something. Very dramatic.
Well, it’s not like gymnastics where we can just stay even though he’s crying. For the sake of the three care providers and the 10 or so other kids in the kids club, I felt obligated to get my crier out of there. Thereby giving in to his tantrum. Ugh.
My only option at this point is to go at night once my husband gets home. This plan is kind of crappy because I don’t ever feel like going at 8 pm and it’s very easy to make excuses.
Nonetheless, I’ve got some weight to lose…I need a plan.
New iPod Nano
As my good friend Lou said, I’m just going to buy the iPod. I looked up the worth of my old shuffle on secondrotation.com (thanks, Steph!), and it’s worth a measly $20. So I’ll give it to someone instead. Now I just have to decide between the super cool colors of the new video iPod Nano!
I’m leaning towards red - which benefits HIV/AIDS missions in Africa. I considered the iPod Touch, but my MotoQ phone has internet, email, etc., so I don’t need any of that stuff. I’m excited that the Nano has video capability now - then I can watch TV shows at the gym, which will keep me from using the “my shows are on” excuse to stay home. Meanwhile, I’ll be Tivoing and VCRing all the other shows that are on so I don’t miss anything :) I’ve got a real sickness when it comes to TV.
I went to buy one at Best Buy last Friday and was so sad to find that they’re not even out yet. So this week is exciting, indeed! But the red one is only available online from the Apple store, so I need to pick a color first. What do you think?
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by Blabby
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I am running 2 miles!
I haven’t given a fitness update in sometime - mostly because it’s depressing. I had to stop going to the gym for a couple weeks because the baby was sick and on two different rounds of antibiotics. I didn’t want him in the daycare, so we walked and jogged around the neighborhood. It’s crazy how much harder jogging with the jogger is than jogging on a treadmill. One problem is that my jogger lists to the left, so I constantly have to pick up the front end and turn us. Pain in the butt. But I also think it’s the sun, the asphalt, the Santa Ana winds, my bad attitude, etc.
So anyway, back to the point. I’ve been going to the gym a little less regularly (3-4 times per week vs. 6-7), and I try to go when my husband can watch the baby, so he doesn’t keep getting sick from the gym daycare. Even with all these interruptions, my jogging is improving, and I’m up to two miles straight (at 5.0 speed) on the treadmill! The Airborne Ranger cadences on my iPod truly make all the difference.
To keep up the good work, I’ve stopped weighing myself. I plan to weigh in once a month, and that’s it. I’m also hoping to do a 5k in May - something to shoot for. And if I walk, I walk, but I’m still healthier. Who cares if my butt is as big as ever, as long as my heart can sustain it?
