Yesterday, it was quite apparent that my body is addicted to exercise.
Here is how my day went down...............
Up at the crack of dawn because the kids just had to eat. I am not a morning person. So, I became snappy mom. Snappy mom had to have 3 cups of coffee in order to scramble eggs.
My husband was playing in a golf tournament. That means we could have a lazy pajama day. My butt stayed in my favorite chair and watched movies with the kids until late afternoon. Then snappy mom made a come back and decided we needed to get productive and clean.
The belt on my brand new vacuum broke. I alternated between being mad and being upset as I had to unscrew and take apart the vacuum to replace the belt. My oldest child kept saying, "Mom it is just a vacuum. Everything will be fine!" There is nothing like the wisdom of a 10 year old to keep you grounded.
My husband returned from golfing about 5. I was so excited there was another adult to talk to that I wouldn't shut up. He on the other hand, wanted a nap. Of course I took his lack of interest in the dress that I wanted to order online personally, and began to cry. Then I got mad. (HELLO CYBIL!)
He looked me square in the eye and said, "Have you walked today?" To which I had to reply, "No". "I think you really need to," he said.
So, I texted Lesley and away we went.
And you know what?
I felt so much better.
My body craves that exercise. I need it. It levels out my moods (I have major PMS) and keeps me sane.
What a difference a year has made in my life. A year ago, I would have reached for a cookie, now I reach for my tennis shoes.
When I first started to exercise I despised it. Now, I am in love with it.
Let me say that again............I am in love with exercise. Those were words I never thought I would say. Sometimes, I surprise myself.