I’ve been wanting to get T Junior involved in more physical activities, so we showed up at The Little Gym on Monday to try a free class. It took him a few minutes to warm up, but at least he didn’t protest in the lobby the entire time like one little boy. T Junior just observes first and joins in later.
Actually, I think he just liked watching Mommy gallop in a circle and do “Monkey Jumps” (hands on the floor, jump with both feet off the ground) the day after running 16 miles. Ouch and ouch.
But we had a good time. Afterward, we had lunch and then he took a two-hour nap.
Now, The Little Gym is not cheap. And I’m still in negotiations with Mr. T about whether or not we want to/can afford to sign him up. If you ask me, the two-hour nap is worth the price.
T Junior woke up asking about the “Big Gym.” My gym. He wanted to play dinosaurs again. I was already dressed, I took the puppy out to go potty, got a snack and water for the kiddo and we were out the door for the gym. I was walking in when I was reminded the day care doesn’t open till 4. Aw, crap!
Luckily, the gym is close and we just went home and got a few other things done. An hour later we were back. T Junior charged into the day care like he owned the place even though he’s been there once. His face was unsure when I said I was leaving to go out pf the room and go running, but he let me go.
I got on the treadmill. Oprah was on. My calves were on fi-ire. I whispered, “Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch,” for the first half mile at a 12-minute pace. The gal on the ‘mill next to me probably thought I was nuts. Then again, maybe I am since I had the lofty goal of a 4-miler the day after 16. Like Forrest Gump said, “I just felt like running.”
I made it to 3 miles. Then I walked for another half to try and cool my legs down. But they stayed tight all night and my feet ached. Nothing a little Ibuprofin won’t fix, right?
I wonder if T Junior’s muscles are sore from monkey jumps The Little Gym?
4/19/10 – 3 Miles – 33:26
Average pace: 11:08