My 39th birthday happened on Sept 19. I made two resolutions to myself. One (already heard here, but not acted on) was to quit drinking Coke. The second was to get up in the mornings and walk. So far I’ve done really well on the Coke front. In fact, I haven’t craved them as much as I thought I would. It might help that my daughter is acting as my conscience everytime we go to the store. I don’t want to let either of us down.
The walking is more touch and go. The first week I did walk on a majority of days, although not every day. This week I’ve walked on Monday (about 20 min), but I didn’t walk yesterday or today. Part of the problem is that when I wake up, everyone wakes up. I’ve tried sneaking out while Cam is still asleep, but he usually wakes up within 10 minutes of me getting out of bed. It’s like he has a sixth sense. Most days, he starts waking up and wanting to nurse if I even think about getting out of bed. This morning as I’m lying in bed (feeling a little resentful/torn about what I should do), I several things. One was that walking this morning was out for today since my husband needed to go in to work a bit early. Two was that I really do want to walk in the mornings (no matter how much my night owl self wants to resist) and that on the mornings that I went I felt much better. Three was that I need to hear from my husband that it’s okay that the household wakes up at 6am so I can go walking. To be fair, he’s said it once. But tonight I’ll tell him that I think I need to hear it again.
