Yes! We Have MOTION!

I am thoroughly pleased to say, that Friday and Saturday, close to three miles of ground were covered. Yeah man we're back WALKING again.

Gotta tell a bit of a story about my youngest, known lovingly as Wrecking Crew. Friday the boys were my motivation to walk. Cub was insistent we get the job done, and told me in no uncertain terms to Cowgirl UP.

Wrecking Crew however....

As we were gearing up in our socks and sneakers, my sweet little Wrecker sat on the couch next to me and sighed heavily. He said, "Mom, I don't want to walk. My legs get tired." I told him we would only go a little ways, and that it would really help me out if he came with us. "OK Mom. I'll go for a little bit."

Well out we go. And I watched my sweet Wrecking Crew. That child.... that child probably RAN four miles to my walking one and a half. Up, down, back and forth, over and over again... the child never stopped.

If we could bottle that energy...!!

Taking Sundays off from walking. Monday we pick back up with getting slowly back to the pathetic shuffle jog routine too. We'll keep you posted on how things go!

Do We See A Chance of WALKING?

Maybe.. just maybe...

I feel like I am tempting Fate once again by daring to hope that I can start walking again. It's been so long that we'll be starting over from scratch, but at least we will be STARTING. That's something, right?


Of course, with hunting season in full swing now, we dare not go on our trail through the woods. And since there are brandy new NO TRESPASSING signs plastered all up and down the entrance and exit to the trail, and all along the roadway, I'm assuming that we don't need to be on the trail anyways.

Back to walking the road. Which frankly is boring as all get out.

I'm hoping I can maybe catch the person who owns the land the trail is on, and ask permission (sweetly) if we can maybe continue walking on it. We'll see....

Cross your fingers though. Getting back to walking this week would be Freaking Lovely.

Did You Hear the SCRREEEEEEEEECH-ing to a Halt?

Well, things did just that around these parts. Again.

Why?

Well, I could make all kinds of excuses I'm sure, but the main one is... illness.

We were doing great before the trip to CO. Even with a diagnosis of walking pneumonia, the kids, Jo and I were still out there churning out the miles. Only I walked instead of doing the pathetic jog/ shuffle. We were doing GREAT.

The first few days back from CO, I had to re-adjust to the altitude here at sea- level. (I never would have thought it would be THAT much of an adjustment. Trust me- going from OPEN sinuses to packed ones once again sucked MOOSE knuckle.)

We managed two mornings of walking- about a mile each morning. We just were having a bad time getting back into the swing of things.

Then it happened. The kids got what we call Creeping Crud (aka: SickernHell). Sleep went out the window, housework came to a halt, everything stopped as tending two coughing, hacking, feverish, crabby, crying, demanding children took over. I managed to get two nights of OK sleep only to wake up yesterday with the Creeping Crud myself.

Know what y'all? I'm real damn tired of being sick and tired.

FORTUNATELY, I don't appear to have the Creeping Crud as bad as the children did, so I'm hoping in the next couple of days to get back to walking. And even doing some more of that pathetic shuffle/ jog thing too.


That's it from this corner of the world as far as fitness goes. I have not lost any pounds (I don't think anyways- still don't own a scale, and currently I live in sweat pants,) and I still have a teeny tiny bit of sanity left. It's all good, right?

Now, if you'll excuse me, the apple crisp in the oven is getting ready to ding....