Tuesday, April 07, 2009
I laughed this morning when this was the weekly Spark Blog entry. I go in spurts with exercise. For months at a time I'll exercise nearly every day, then all of a sudden, something goes awry and I miss a day ... then two and three until I've completely fallen off the fitness wagon.
Lately I've been trying so hard to get back up on that fitness wagon. Life is so full. I thought once the kids were grown that I'd have more time. That statement couldn't be any more untrue!
I was just about to change my working hours so I could exercise in the morning before coming to work when my youngest son decided he didn't want to live with his dad anymore. I'm happy to have him home again, but that means going back to'mom' mode. Making sure his homework is done, teacher conferences, pushing him to get ready for college next year, etc. My college age daugther has called many a time when I was about to work out needing my help. Her car won't start, she doesn't feel well, she had a bad day, etc. Then there's the oldest, married daughter who just moved back to town. She and her hubby had a hard time finding work, but they finally each have a job, albeit not what they hoped for. In the meantime, it hasn't been unusual for them to stop by looking for dinner.
So you see, life happens. Last night I pulled out my WII Fit for the first time in over a month. It felt good to be active. Dinner was never made though. Is that so bad? I think not. It's give and take and I believe I'm on the end of deserving to 'take' a little sometimes. I don't think anyone will starve if I decide to 'WII' instead of fixing a meal. Besides, I'm not the only one around there that knows how to cook.