I found my new fitness routine yesterday. It's called sledding. It's where you walk the kids to the highest hill in the furthest hay field and you attempt to not lose any of them on the way. That part is a little challenging. The tiniest humans seem to want to coast down the hill at an angle instead of walking to the top. It could have something to do with the too big hand me down boots and snowsuit inspired by that movie the Christmas Story.
When you finally get the tiny humans to the top you get to push them down the hill which is quite frankly.. very therapeutic because they have been shooting you in the butt with nerf guns all morning long. Next you grab the tiniest human who is watching everyone as if they have lost their freaking minds and have one of the tiny humans, tiny friend push you down the hill so you can wrangle the ones at the bottom and bring them back to the top. Sure you think you'll die at first but the 2.5 yr old hysterically laughing his head off should calm you down after you're no longer airborne.
And yes.. when you go over the tractor tracks at the bottom of the hill you fear your teeth may shatter.. but thank you're blessings you avoided the brown strip that starts a few yards later.
And yes.. one of the dogs is chasing you the entire time trying to stop you.. I think. Maybe she just wanted to climb on.. or maybe we resembled one of her sticks and she was trying to catch us. Or.. she's bananas and has a death wish. All are possibilities.
The good news is it was 30 minutes of cardio, 35 flights of stairs according to fitbit, and everyone gets to take a nap afterwards. Now I'm going to try to load a picture of the slacker in the snowsuit who demanded someone pull him back up the hill.. for um.. strength training? See? Best workout ever and I didn't pee my pants when I thought I was going to die.
