This post should probably be titled the complete and utter lack of balance in my life. So, like many people, I made a new year’s resolution this year to exercise more. The funny thing about this is that I used to be in reasonably good shape. I have memories of biking to work, regular yoga classes, getting to the gym often enough.
I am not saying that I was perfect but I did pay attention to this area of life. And then… So many of my stories now seem to go back to this moment. And then my father died and everything shifted. I think I made it to the gym twice in a one year period. LA Fitness really got an amazing deal of out my membership, since of course, cancelling a fitness club membership was beyond my capacity for that same year!
So here I am with a new year’s resolution to go to the gym. And I am doing it, all of once a week, when I get my pathetic self to Zumba class. As I said, the complete and utter lack of balance. In the end I get a lot of hours at my job, some socializing there, and then Mom time. One of my parenting friends suggested home videos but thus far, I cannot get those to stick. When I am home, I find the to do list too staggering to focus on myself for long.
I have these lofty goals to add a second weekly class. Craziness. And yet, shockingly difficult.