Jogging

I took the kids to the park today, or at least I tried to. A fabulous park in a different part of town. I loaded them both in the car and did my very best to keep M awake until we got there, but he fell asleep anyway. I was going to wake him up and everything until I noticed that the baby was also asleep. I had achieved the holy grail of napping and we were all stuck in the car!

So, I sat there for two hours while they both slept. I tried to rest but mostly I listened to a lot of public radio. I also got to watch a group of mamas in a baby bootcamp class working out at the park. As they lifted weights and ran around with their children in jogging strollers, I started thinking about the last time I actually worked out. It was...well, I couldn't remember when it was. Back in the mists of time. I began to wonder if I could even run as far around the park as the bootcamp ladies were. I used to run a lot, in high school and college, and even after I stopped doing that as much, I worked out regularly. Not so much since our little munchkins came on the scene.

Anyway, I went out and bought a brand new sports bra this afternoon. That had been my major roadblock to working out, because my old ones didn't fit and I needed something to support my poor milk-filled boobs if I was actually going to get anywhere with this.

There were a million choices, but luckily I found a good one and then (after I handed over an arm and a leg to pay for it) Sacha sprung me for a few minutes so I could actually go running! I ran for five minutes, which wasn't much but it totally wore me out, so I guess it was a good place to start. Hopefully I can keep up with this and get back into better shape!