For the past few weeks I have been waiting for the warmer weather to persist so that I could think about taking a walk- after all, it’s been 9 months since I’ve been active. In any event, there has always been a valid reason why I couldn’t go…
I’d wake kids up (jf doing in the a.m.)
I’d wake up Great P (if I chose the treadmill)
I needed to watch kids and get dinner ready
Not safe to walk alone on our secluded streets (so sayeth mother bubbie) …and the list goes on!
But for the past 5 days, I have been waking at 6am on my own, and thought about taking a walk. Naturally, I decided to sleep later but the thing is, I did consider it.