Workout (so far) : Treadmill, 5 miles 1%-1.5% incline 33:50
T’was my glorious morning to get up with little monkey #3. 4:45 wakeup. Tantrums began immediately! He got up on the wrong side of the bed and nothing I did made it any better. Maybe I should stick him on the treadmill and get him some endorphins pumping. just a thought. I was prepared though. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to go to the gym this am:( it is a very sad thing. enter super husband! Lucky for me, the kids only want their daddy in the morning. could it be because they are tired of seeing me all day everyday?? heck, I get tired of this lovely face by the end of the day.
So he took over a little before 6. AM. and rushed me out the door to the gymbo. I flew out of their like a pack of wild lions were chasing me. leaving a trail of screaming kids behind me. little cherub #1 was screaming for a waffle – I haven’t eaten in like 12 hours, I’m going to starve!!! How could you leave me?!?! I’m POSITIVE your very capable father can feed you while I am gone. 6am. and little cherub #3 smacking his lips for gum, screaming. 6am. thankfully my #2 angel was still having sugarplum dreams. because it’s 6am and that’s what children should be doing!!!:)
I had exactly 40 minutes from the moment my foot hit the treadmill until I had to walk back out the gym door. It was going to have to be a speedy run. bring on the endorphins. thank God my husband knows how important it is for the sanity of our family for me to be properly exercised:)
But, I am a rare breed of phenomenal wife/mother/breakfast cooker- I got to cooking as soon as I got home. Mommy’s in a good mood – breakfast for everyone today! (and every other day of my life:)) as soon as I walked back in the door the little monkeys started climbing all over me. My “don’t shower and stay stinky and sweaty as long as possible so the kids won’t want to come near me” trick stopped working. They don’t care anymore how stinky I am. They always want something. happy to oblige. This morning it was eggs. and waffles of course. from the freezer.
After breakfast, still rocking the post workout
stink glow. Breakfast has been served.
And lest you think I live in workout gear – I do own normal clothes! Off to a playdate with the kiddos!