Working out: Those are two words that strike fear in me. I am the number one person for finding the excuses for NOT working out. Why is it so hard to get motivated to work out. I have a great treadmill in the basement just waiting to be used for more than a clothes rack. Heck I even have free weights that still look brand new, that could be because they have only been used a handful of times. I am looking for a weight bench that I can use with them. I have several dvd’s that are supposed to make you have fun while working out LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL! Maybe to someone that is more into a daily workout routine finds them fun but I am not there yet.
I would love to get to a point where I can get up and get my oldest off on the bus and put the baby back down for a nap and walk on the treadmill but again the queen of excuses can come up with a million of them. I know that they say the first 2 weeks of anything are the hardest but if you can get past that it gets easier. That maybe true but I get a few days into it and I think that i am going to make it and then I skip a day and it all falls apart again. It may take me several weeks to get back up the gumption to tackle the treadmill again. I am hoping and praying that someday I will be able to get up and start working out everyday and be happy with myself again.
Bike riding: Oh when I hear these 2 words I start to laugh. Steve loves to get his bike out and hit the tow path. He can ride forever and has rode forever as he did a 100 mile ride last year in a ride for MS. The ride started out in Cleveland and ended in Sandusky. It was called Pedal to the Point. His love for biking as landed in our oldest daughters heart. She at the ripe old age of 4 started out on one of of those tiny little bikes with training wheels and was right out of the gate riding 3-5 miles. Her buddy Max the bear would always be riding shotgun in the basket. She has now moved on up to a 20inch bike and her last ride last year at the age of 5 was 42 miles. The girl is amazing. She wants to do a 50 miler this year! SHE IS 6!!! Even our youngest loves to be pulled around in the bike trailer. Steve puts the trailer on the back of his bike and away they go! She loves it and starts laughing and giggling as they go bouncing down the trails.
So by now you will have noticed that I have not talked about me in any of this. That is because until they figure out how to put a full sized, honest to goodness tractor seat on my bike I will not be riding any time soon. I can only handle having a bike seat stuck in a place that it should not be for a very very short time. When I ride the seat becomes lost in a sea of butt blobs. I really find no fun in riding and because of that I do not go out and enjoy the nice days with my family. Which once again I find myself keeping the couch company and keeping my fingers in shape using the remote. I have heard my oldest daughter say things like I wish mommy would come ride with us, that hurts. I always say maybe next time but that next time never comes. Last year I did go on (and I still can’t believe that I did) a 20 mile ride. We went with friends of ours and their son. It was an absolute beautiful day! I went because I did not want to be left our of every single thing that comes along but I was miserable almost from the minute we started and tried very hard not to let everyone know that I was in pain and not having a good time. I have not been back on my bike since.
While on the topic of riding bikes lets switch it to the motorized bikes.. Motorcycles as a matter of fact. Steve and I share a love of riding motorcycles. I have a 20+yr old bike that is a nice commuter bike but is awful for spending the day on or even taking a trip on. My back and tail bone just started hurting thinking about taking a trip. Steve has an 05’ BMW motorcycle that rides like a caddie! Love that bike. We have taken a few long distance trips on it and I know he is not comfy because I have to push on him which throws his riding style all out of whack. He is always sweet and tells me is fine but I know better. I know that my weight is preventing him from having a fun ride. This is just another big reason that I need to ditch the weight again. Sounds so easy doesn’t it. Wish it was.