|Checking the trash can for more germs.|
|Working hard on that ponytail!|
This morning AB and I went to the Y. The main parking lot was full so we had to park in the overflow lot down the hill. The powers that be at the Y put up a "motivational" sign in the parking lot that says ''every step matters!" as a way to soften the blow of walking uphill with a toddler in the snow when it's 15*. It's a workout just getting to the door. I dropped Annabelle off at child care which was traumatic for everyone. I was going to use the treadmill but decided to walk the track instead. Why walk in place when you can walk in a oval? I turned on my podcast and off I went. I had to burn calories so I could earn a klondike bar. I thought I had been walking for AT LEAST twelve minutes but nope. It was all of four minutes, twelve seconds. Time drags when you're not eating snacks.
We went swimming after I walked. Annabelle pointed at the elderly people swimming laps and repeatedly asked, "What's that? What's that?" like they were attractions at the zoo. Back in the locker room she sang Baa, Baa Black Sheep very loud. She got stuck on the chair. She climbed under the door. With all the activity I didn't notice I had put my workout capris on backwards until we were in the lobby.