We love where we live. There are so many people constantly walking, biking, running and getting out around here that I've been really inspired to join them. 6 weeks ago I committed to walking. At first it was tricky. I was battling a series of intense injuries and weaknesses since the arrival of Kalani. Walking? It shouldn't have been THAT hard? But it was.
I have struggled for the last 5 months with weakness, pain, and the loss of control of my body in a way that left me often feeling so helpless and sad. I knew I wanted more children and if I couldn't regain control and become triumphant, I was doing a great disservice to my family and myself. My children are small and active, they need a mom who can keep up with them, not a weak and broken woman who can't play with them. I felt trapped, victimized by my own muscles. I have always had so much physical strength, why was this happening to me!
I started slow. We bought a trampoline. We made custom sized hula-hoops. We walked a mile a day... then two. We fixed our bikes and our strollers up to a fully functioning status. We got OUT. I've lost 10 lbs in this strength commitment, though I'm sure no one but me notices. I just feel better..... I'm even considering a triathlon in the fall. Whoa.
This past week I celebrated our new life changes by walking 4 miles to get some ice cream! The kids loved being able to buy their own little Ben & Jerrys.
And of course - Mommy did not eat all that Rocky Road-ish. I saved it and DADDY ate it while I was at Mom's Night Out. On the other hand, our littles did consume all their ice cream sitting happy in the sunset.Ah.... Life is GOOD.
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