Surely, just slowly

28 Feb

I was so excited to work out this week after joining the YMCA.  I went on Sunday and did my week two workout of my Couch to 5K workout.  Even though my knees hurt during impact I stuck through it.  After all, it was only 9 minutes of running.  

On Monday my 10 year old really wanted to check it out, so at dinner time (fed the young ones a quick “early dinner” so we could do family dinner afterwards) we headed out as a family this time.  This was my first time bringing my younger two.  My daughter is five and has Down Syndrome.  She has her moments of “stubbornness.”  She can, and will, do most anything.  It just needs to be at her own pace.  That pace at the Y means stopping frequently to watch the swimmers in the pool, the people playing racquetball, and she really wanted to dive into the gymnastics area once she saw all the girls in their leotards.  (Mental thought to enroll her in that program!).  As I’m convincing her to keep walking I’m toting her 28 pound one year old sister on my hip and a diaper bag on the same shoulder.  Forgive me for wanting to walk a little faster.

Then comes the stairs. Our Y has a great program where they watch your little ones while you stay on site and work out.  But it’s located in the basement.  So down the flight of stairs we meander.  I was thankful to have my son there holding my five year old’s hand so I could shift the baby to my other hip.  Those stairs were not fun after the night before’s activity, but dang it–I was going to get a second workout in!

We finally made it around the corner and while I had to hand the little one over, Nyssa’s slow pace turned to a quick jog as she spotted slides, tumbling mats and tons of toys.  I didn’t even say goodbye as she was off to play.  Works for me.

Back up the stairs.  Drop off the 10 year old in the youth zone (bonus as one of his good friends from school was there).  I was thrilled to leave all three of them and even handed my son some quarters for the vending machine.  Repeat on the treadmill.

On Tuesday we went again in the morning.  This time I had to park on the street as the lot was full and carry the little one just as far.  Again, while trying to convince my five year old to move a tad quicker.  (Instead, she thought it would be funny to try to turn around and cruise the other direction.  It was not.  Not funny that is.)  I missed my 10 year old when it came to the stairs, but I followed my peanut and she did amazing all by herself.

What I love about my little girl is the same thing that drives me crazy–she’s often slow and steady.  She takes the time she needs.  I am impatient.  I want to just get to what I’m doing. I want results.  I want to step on the scale and see that it’s moved.  I want to be able to just start running even though I haven’t in years.  But my body is not used to it.  Thanks to overdoing it I have knee pain, back pain, and a lot of frustration.  I want to get back on that treadmill, but instead I’m going to do some lower-impact workouts.  And the scale?  It will move, but not at the pace I want.  But that’s part of a lifestyle change.  This will not be a diet that will fail.  This is what is going to get me playing soccer with my son, running around the park with the girls, and help me look and feel better.

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2 Responses to “Surely, just slowly”

  1. Jess February 28, 2013 at 8:02 pm #

    I love reading your blog! I am picturing Nyssa going past all of these things as I read. I can only image how long it takes you to drop them off. I am also working out at the Y these days. The movement on the scale is pretty slow and can be discouraging, but I have done it before, and I plan to do it again!

    • mylifewiththree March 6, 2013 at 8:34 pm #

      You will do amazing, Jess! I have no doubt you have it in you:) I hope I see you at the Y sometime.

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