exercising and exersaucing

Before Grady was born, we bought a treadmill.

I hadn't been running at all during my pregnancy so I thought it was best to postpone trying it out.  About two weeks post-birth, I hopped on the treadmill and walked for a mile or so.  Getting back into shape was slow moving.  I had signed up for a 10K at the end of March to motivate my workout program.  After a month I was getting my legs back.  Once I got up to running 4 miles for my long run, my sister informed me that she wasn't going to run the 10K with me.  Not wanting to run alone, I backed off my training.  It tapered back slowly until finally, I just stopped.

Running is a great form of exercise for a lot of people.  I just don't think it's for me.  I try to brainwash myself into thinking that I enjoy it. 

I don't.
I'm a wimp.

I don't have the will power to run through the pain.

 As soon as my lungs start to burn. I stop. 

 As soon as my legs start to ache.  I stop.
As soon as my sides start to cramp up. I stop. 

I know, I'm pitiful.

I have been off exercise for a month (during which time my post-pregnancy weight loss plateaued at 15 lbs over goal). 

Last week, while doing laundry, I looked at the treadmill and said to myself  "I refuse to let this piece of equipment turn into a clothes rack."  I brainstormed on how to use my treadmill without running.  I could run, but it wouldn't last.

Then I discovered the incline.

I can just walk.

Up hill.

I get my heart rate up.  I burn tons of calories.

 Bonus: I enjoy it! 

It's just like hiking. 

Okay so you get to enjoy nature while hiking.  See beautiful views.  But at least I don't have annoying bugs swarming around my head!

I usually hop on the treadmill during Grady's morning nap.  However, Grady can join in on the fun by exersaucing while I am exercising...