Saturday, February 9, 2008
Ever since I started working out at the gym regularly I've had a several people ask me why I don't just work out at home. Friday, I had to, and was reminded why I cannot count on a good work out at home. It starts with an L and rhymes with Lincoln. I decided I would put Maya down and stick Lincoln in front of the TV and run stairs and work out on my step and jump rope, then do some weights since Maya's nose was running pretty bad. (I think it's because she's teething but who knows) Anyway, the pictures can tell you how well the step workout went. And as for the stair exercise, he thought we were racing. I always beat him up the stairs but then he would slide on his fanny and be so proud to beat me down. I tripped on him several times and we are lucky nobody was injured. I have to say, though, that I wore him out. After racing for a bit he said it was time to take a rest and I'd say, "nope come on, we're exercising" and he'd get up and run up the stairs again. He was ready for bed for sure last night. . . And it is so worth every penny I spend to have a gym membership that includes babysitting.