If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em; or so the saying goes.
It’s 2013 and a couple of months after the birth of my 5th child. I decide it is about time I get back in shape and lost the extra pounds I’ve gained over the five pregnancies. We have a treadmill in the garage, along with a set of kettle bells and some weights.
My exercise session looks something like this:
“Darling (to the hubby), kids, I’m just going to exercise for a bit. Please don’t interrupt me!” (Yeah, right).
Five minutes into the treadmill warm up, “Muummmm, where are you? I’m thirsty!”
Me: “Go and ask dad for a drink then.”
Two minutes later. A different child. “Mum, Johnny’s being mean to me. He stole my glitter.” (Or whatever).
“Get…(puff)…dad…(wheeze) to sort…(pant)…it out.”
And so it goes on, every time without fail. I have a different child, or different combinations of children appearing every minute or two to complain, tell tales, or otherwise get in the way.
Until I decide that as the old saying goes: if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. Or get them to join you.
So, I find my kettle bell workout on YouTube, I put it on and give each of the oldest four kids a small kettle bell of their own, or a teeny weight of some sort, and we all do the workout together. We all do the kettle bell swings (so funny, once they’ve stopped bickering over who has which kettle bell), and we all do the lunges (even more funny, and just so darn cute).
And the great thing is that it makes me lose my annoyance at being interrupted, and even gives me a good laugh into the bargain. Or maybe I lose the annoyance, purely because I’m laughing so hard.
Fast forward a few years, and we are one step ahead when we decide to go on our fitness regime this time around. It’s Day Two today, and the kids join us. It’s amazing how the kids can be pinging around the house one minute, only to declare that they are totally and utterly exhausted, needing food, drinks, the toilet etc. once they start on the squats. But they do look so cute all bobbing up and down like frogs. Anyway, after the initial complaints they do really well, and we plan on incorporating a kids’ variation of our workout, on a regular basis.
The other added bonus is that we can still do these workouts once we start traveling. We don’t need a gym, a treadmill, or weights for what we’re doing now. So we can do it on a beach in Thailand, or in Costa Rica, or wherever we happen to be at the time.
So if you want to exercise but find it hard with the kids hanging around; no worries. Just get them to join you! It’s cute and it’s fun, and you’ll probably be more exhausted from splitting your sides with laughter, than you will be from the actual workout.
Tomorrow is sprint day.