Today's example: yoga. I know that there are some people that really enjoy working out. At one point in my life I was one of them. I loved running. Now I love sitting on the couch in a quiet room with a bowl of ice cream. (My husband often asks me why don't I watch tv or something, but the truth is, it's the silence I want.)
Anyways, I'm working on getting the rest of the baby weight off. Owen is only six months, but eventually I'll have to stop blaming him for the extra pounds. I'm not sure exactly when that day is, but I know it's coming.
The trouble with working out is that it's so much work. I did six crunches, and called it a day for my abs. Then I threw in my yoga dvd, and even though it was morning, decided to do the night time stress reliever, or whatever it's called. That's how I roll these days-I figure with three kids, I have plenty of stress! I absolutely love the parts where you get to lie on the ground, and still get to say you're doing yoga. That's about as good as it gets.
At least it would feel good if doing yoga wasn't an invitation to become a human jungle gym for your three year old. At right about this point, I start giggling when the lady starts using the words "calm" and "relaxing" to describe poses and state of mind :
how's my form? ;)
And then at this point, I happened to look under the couch, and I found my missing pack of Sweet Cherry & Island Lime gum. Of course, I had to immediately see if it was as delicious as I remembered (it is), which ultimately led to the demise of my workout program. It's hard to take exercising seriously when there is a cherry limeade explosion in your mouth. Oh well, there's always tomorrow...
I figure that if all else fails, I have enough, ahem, "squish" to make this genius product work. I may just have to give it a try...