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Last summer when I completed a Whole30, I also began to exercise every day. The “every day” aspect didn’t last long beyond the end of the program, and exercise pretty fell completely by the wayside during the holidays. Since I’ve been keeping a closer eye on my blood sugar lately, I’ve begun regularly exercising again; because of the weather, that means the treadmill in the basement. I’ve been walking at least a mile, if not a little more, twice a day during the week, and once a day on the weekend. It’s been good for me.
Friday, The G Man came over so he could spend the night with Meema and Papa. He loves playing in the basement – the only place in the house he can throw a ball around – so when I went down for my evening walk on the treadmill, he was right behind me. After a few minutes of climbing on the futon and the BowFlex, he came over to watch me.
At 3 1/2, he’s entered the “why?” stage of toddlerhood with a vengeance, so I can’t say I was surprised by what followed.
“Meema, what are you doing?”
“I’m going for a walk!” I replied.
“Why are you going for a walk?”
“Because I need the exercise!”
“Why do you need to exercise?”
“Because I’m too fat!”
“What’s ‘too fat’?”
Ah, sweet boy…Meema adores you, you know.