I think I'm finally mad enough. And that's a good thing. I think I am mad enough about being lazy, feeling fat, and not liking what I see in the mirror. It's February and in the sixties! Why have I wasted this amazing winter thus far without taking advantage of it?
So today, I went for a walk. I went a total of 3.4 miles and ran .9 continuously. I'm kind of aggravated about the .9. I would have gone the extra block had I known. But I didn't have a route planned. I just strapped the kid in the stroller and took off in my new shoes. (Well, my new shoes, along with a tank top and pants...don't worry!) The weather was amazing and it didn't feel too bad. I was pretty proud of me. I hope I continue the habit.
My son enjoyed most of our journey as well. So much so that he fell asleep. For a while. But mind you, not long enough. And at the wrong time of the day. He slept for 20-30 minutes of our adventure, then woke up and fussed. I picked him up and carried him while pushing the stroller for a few minutes. I think he just needed to snuggle like he normally expects to get after waking. It just wasn't very convenient. So I briefly carried the giant child (31 pounds!)
We went home, he ate a very large lunch, then I tried to put him down for a nap. Yeah, right. He laid there talking to himself and generally content. But I went to get him because I knew if he fell asleep after a certain amount of time, he would not wake up in time for his therapy. We played for a while, then his therapist came. He played pretty well with her. But he was so tired by the end, he quickly crashed after she left.
Poor kid. I kind of felt bad that my walk / jog messed up his napping schedule. But in my defense, he wasn't supposed to fall asleep!
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