I get so frustrated when I wake up early to work out and my little girls get up before I can finish or, sometimes, even start working out. Today was one of those mornings. I woke up at 6:00 am and got ready to work out. I remembered that I needed to post an answer key for my students’ weekend homework, and while I was doing that, I heard a little voice yelling for me. She woke her sister, and neither one of them would go back to sleep because they were hungry. I don’t understand how they can be hungry before the sun rises after eating dinner at 9:00 pm the night before, but I gave them each a bowl of cereal, thinking I could still work out while they were eating. They saw their “thumbs up” coloring sheets (from gymnastics) on the table and asked for crayons so they could color them. After last week’s crayon catastrophe (see photos below), I wasn’t about to leave them alone with crayons.
So I stayed in the kitchen and put away dishes, started working on our September menu, and ate breakfast. Then, the girls wanted to go outside, and after a few minutes, they asked if we could go for a walk, which means they ride their bicycles while I jog along beside them and then push them up hills and over all bumpy, rocky, and uneven areas. I get a good workout doing this, so we went for a “walk” for about 30 minutes.
We need to work on losing the training wheels, so I don’t have to stop and push them every time they get stuck. Big Brother rode without training wheels at 4 years and 3 months. Big Sister rode without them at 4 years and 11 months. Three years and six months might be a little early, but I may try it when it gets a little cooler.
After our “walk”, I was not as grumpy as I was earlier this morning. I felt that if I made the effort to get up early, I should have been able to work out. I need to remember when I can’t beat them in the mornings, I should just let them join me in exercising. It’s definitely better than not exercising at all.