I've started running again (or running/walking!) early in the morning with my friend, Susan. This week when I arrived home, hot and sweaty and not looking all together wonderful, Caleb was in my bed watching cartoons. Our conversation went something like this:
"Mom, where were you?"
"I was running, Cal."
"Why you run? You out of gas?"
(Well, as a matter of fact, YES.)
I guess it's hard for him to understand why anyone would choose to get out of bed in the morning to go and run around the neighborhood, especially when I don't intend to get anywhere in particular (although getting back in shape would be nice). But truthfully, it's hard to convince myself most mornings to pull myself out of bed. But, hopefully if I keep at it, I won't look quite so "out of gas" by the end of the summer. :)
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