I've been a real whiner the last couple of weeks. I wake up feeling like a crippled old woman. I've been to the chiropracter a few times and things are corrected. I don't need to go back. I just need to keep the muscles stretched and start exercizing.Yes, it's been several months since I did T-Tapp.
In the spring when we were making cheese I ran back and forth from the house to the dairy, lifted heavy buckets and ice chests full of cheese, and I was strong! It was easy to let T-Tapp go by the wayside. However, because we were at Farmer's Markets two and three times a week all summer I ate a lot of great food. As in A LOT.
Now it's winter, we aren't making cheese. All that great food from the summer is still hanging around me in the form of extra cushioning for my family to hug.
A couple of weeks ago, while trying to rush the five youngest children out the door for music lessons our three-year-old Miracle Boy decided to lie on the basement step with a limp body fit. He should have been waiting patiently by the door because he was ready. It was his sisters who were sock-less. He simply wanted more attention. He's a bit of pig that way. I bent down to pick the wet noodle up and a sword of fire entered my lower back. Moaning and groaning I crawled up the stairs leaving him behind. The noodle was suddenly an erect and speedy little boy who beat me up the stairs calling, "Mommy hurt! Mommy hurt!" The rascal.
But really it's my fault. I stopped exercizing last spring. I stopped doing hard labor in the fall. I don't know where my T-Tapp videos are. I finally bought a second pair of "fat jeans".
Enough.Someday I want to hike the Appalachain Trail and canoe in the Boundary Waters. Can't do that with all this fluff and a weak back.
Today, I locate The Total Workout.
Tomorrow, no not tomorrow, there's too much going on tomorrow to add another thing.
Wednesday.
