After I got pregnant with Julia I dropped my membership to the gym, because I didn't have the time or energy. So I thought then, and maybe I didn't. But one thing I learned after Julia was a few months old is that I have as much time as anyone else- 24 hours a day. With our children going to bed on the early side (the best decision we made) I had a few hours each night free to do what I wanted or needed to do, including going to the gym. So fast forward to being pregnant with Sean. It wiped my last bits of physical reserve. I knew I needed to get strong again (though I had said that before) if I wanted to be a good mom and person. So I have joined the gym again, for super cheap which is a bonus. I have gone about every other week for different reasons and LOVE it. I go to the Monday night 8pm Zumba class. I love being there where I can spend 60 full minutes focusing on performing the right movement so that I don't look like a dork. In college I studied Kinesiology so I had to take 10 physical education classes and appreciated that I could take two or three a semester. Having a grade attached to working out was great. No matter how unmotivated I was to go work out I was motivated to get a good grade so I would show up. How does this relate? I feel like I joined this class the week before finals. I feel like everyone knows the steps and I don't, which I don't necessarily like. So it forces me to focus. It gives me 60 minutes where the kids and the house and all that is no where to be seen in my mind. I am so glad that I get an hour to myself and for myself.
On the way home from the gym last night I got lost, sort of. I guess I mean I went the long way home. Between our house and the gym are streets that don't know how to be straight. I feel like it's the antithesis of Salt Lake City. Even though I have lived here for six years and driven those roads so many times, I constantly go the "wrong" way, so today I did what I have thought about for months. I bought a GPS. I don't know why I think that is so weird or big but without a smart phone I don't always know how to get to where I need to go. Heck, I don't even know how to get to the gym.
A bunch of little meaningless thoughts but those are the big things at times right?
