I tried walking/jogging for a brief period of time last fall, but I didn’t have enough stick-to-it-ness. Since then, I’ve lost 71 lbs, and the difference is AMAZING! Of course, I’ve felt much better all-round – physically and confidence-wise, but I haven’t ventured back into trying a whole lot in the way of exercise (besides weight lifting, which I enjoy but can only do when someone older than 11 can be available to spot me).

At any rate, I decided to walk/jog tonight with the oldest two boys. We borrowed Dad’s reflective belts from his Army PT uniform and took off down the street. I told them that I wanted to see how far I could jog, but if we ended up walking most of the way, then so be it. I was so excited to discover that I could jog – without stopping! – the whole way down the street! We walked across the street and up one mailbox, then jogged again to the halfway point where a side street cuts in. We walked the other half, then jogged again the whole way down and halfway back. All in all, it equaled right at a mile.

The even better part is: I feel tremendous! We stretched and drank plenty of fluids when we got home, and I definitely need to hop in the shower before I head to bed, but I had to share the good news! I really want to stick to this, and if I can convince my brain to kick in gear first thing in the morning, it would be ideal to go then instead of at night like we did today (well, it’ll still be dark, but you know what I mean). Also, there are some [relatively minor but problematic] health concerns that I need to address with my doctor for the sake of my, er, comfort in doing any “impact” exercise. Let’s just say that after three childbirths, even years of Kegels didn’t help matters, capeche?