Confessions of a Failed New Years Resolution

There was only one thing I resolved to do this year. Run. At least a couple of times each week with the hope of running every other day. But I knew the every other day thing would be complicated due to my work schedule, so I decided not to impose unnecessary guilt upon myself if I could keep up the running twice a week.

Even with the extremely lax requirements I failed miserably. For the first few weeks, I did really well, frequenting the gym (I can use the gym at work for free!) on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. It felt great, doing this simple thing that I knew was good for me. So what happened?

At first, I kept forgetting to grab my gym bag in the mornings. Honest. That persisted for the entire month of February. And the guilt and shame set in. It's not that I didn't want to work out. I just really wanted to get home to my family in the evenings. You know?

So... I bought a jogging stroller for Sara Lynn and we've decided to make this running business a family affair.

Daniel and his friend ride their bikes.

Sara Lynn "drives" her stroller. (smiles!)

Happiness!