Now Nick is down for the count as well. Ridiculous. We come up with a great plan, we are motivated and sticking to it, and then sickness hits. Really?
At least our kids are making use of the large stack of DVDs sitting by the television. They really wanted to try working out, so we let them watch the first section of one of the discs. It was rather amusing. After about two minutes (and that is being generous), Caleb sat down and said, "I'm so tired!"
Abby, on the other hand, wanted to keep going. As we watched her really follow the leader and do some pretty amazing moves, we knew we needed to turn it off. Maybe it was because we both got jealous that she could do the moves better and without much effort than we could, but I would like to say it was because we were worried she was going to do something to ruin her young bones and muscles. The last thing I wanted, was to hear her complain the next day about how sore she was.
You know, like we do.
Well, the girl cried when we turned it off. Like, really cried. Appparently, exercising when you are young and you have no reason to is fun. Imagine that.
Think about it. When you were a kid, what was fun to do out in the playground? Jumping rope (30 seconds of that now and I'm passing out), running for fun, jumping jacks, monkey bars...no child complains about doing these things, yet as adults, those activites are tough!
As my fever is finally gone and the aches and pains are slowly dying down, my plan is to start again tomorrow. After all, today is the day of rest for a reason.
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