I keep thinking about what a struggle exercise has been. When I was in the groove and did it consistently I really enjoyed it. All I think about is how I want physical activity to be an everyday part of my children’s lives. I don’t want them to have the same struggles. As they get older I want them to feel comfortable with activity. So today they rode their bikes and I jogged four miles. Pretty good, we would have gone further but I didn’t want them to get thirsty. The plan wasn’t to go more than a mile or two so I didn’t take any water. I am excited to feel like I am getting a groove, a little different than last time but I like it. I am at a point where speed doesn’t really mean anything to me. Because of this I think I am enjoying running more. I will say though I would have liked to keep up a little better with their fast little legs.
Since D.H. has come home I have deeper understanding of how important family is. I want our children to grow up with this feeling. There are a lot of things that we can’t get back from time spent apart. But one of the remarkable things about living the military life is the glimpse of the “what ifs” you get. With that being said it is funny how some things seemed important a time ago that really do not have value to us now. This last month has been spent going through the tremendous amounts of things we own and purging much of the excess. All of these things didn’t bring D.H. home, and really didn’t do much to comfort us while he was gone. We are trying to live simpler, and I must say there is something therapeutic to all of this. Looking forward to the next 349 days……………………..