Thursday, March 12, 2009


~Last night we attempted to go to the gym, all 3 of us. We took E to the child care and walked out. In less than 1 minute, he realized I was gone and started screaming. I tried for a bit to try to get him to calm down and enjoy playing there, to no avail. Two little girls even came over to try to cheer him up.

~We drove two cars, anticipating this outcome.

~E and I went home. I did 1.5 miles on the treadmill @ home.

~I wanted to do a whole lot more than just running though. I was really looking forward to some weight training.

~I ran another 1.5 miles today on the treadmill @ home.



Freebird said...

You labeled this "Being Fat" and I lol when I read that. Sorry about the gym day.

~**Dawn**~ said...

Awww. Poor E. He's right at that age when they start really having separation anxiety. Makes it especially tough on Mommies. =(