So, every since New Years, I have been beating myself up about not exercising. Cause, well, I don’t. And I should. Blah blah blah.
And then last night I got home, after a trip to the grocery store and realized something.
This. This is my weekly work out. (I know, your suppose to work out more then once a week, but trust me, it’s a start).
Think about it.
Warm up/ mental preparation. Check.
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Obstacle Course. Check.
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Strategy. Check.
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Speed Test. Check.
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Weight Lifting. Check.
Endurance. Check.
See! It’s practically a sport. And a rather challenging one at that. Although, unlike other sports, it is not particularly fun. But I rarely find exercising ‘fun’.
Anyway, just thought I would share my random thoughts with you. Happy Friday.
Looks like a workout to me!
I love a day of bad weather, so I have an excuse to NOT walk the hill across from my house.
Yep. I like shopping about as much as I like a treadmill.
Happy Friday to you, too.
Totally the kind of exercise I wouldn’t quit after two days. I like this theory.
I just got home from the grocery store, too, and at 8.5 months pregnant, I think grocery shopping counts as an extreme sport.
HA! That was fun. I consider the number of times I lift E in and out of a carseat a workout, for sure.