Fatherhood and Fitness Checkin

It’s been a few weeks since I last posted about fitness and such.  Probably because I didn’t want to admit that I haven’t lost any weight.  Now having said that I’ll step on the scale again tomorrow for the first time in awhile.  But I know nothing has been lost.  I suspect that something has been gained if I’m honest.  I say that because I put on a pair of pants today that were a bit more snug than I remember.

On the plus side, since I last reported in, I did complete a 5K race.  I hesitate to call it a race because I made it across the finish line in a little over 30 minutes.  I’m glad that I did it and I hope that I can lower that time to around 25 minutes.  That might be a bit much given my age, the altitude and my weight, but that’s what I’d like to do.  Slowly make my way down to 25 minutes.  Right now I have no thoughts of trying to run more.  I’d just rather get fast and get slim.

For all the other fathers out there trying to get fit or loose a few pounds you can do it.  It’s a LOT of works, but you can do it.

Until next time.

94 degrees

The clock said it was 94.  I sure felt a lot hotter than that, but that’s what I went with.

I turned on the propane for the BBQ and had to double check to see if the flame had actually lit.  It was that hot.

As I watched my boy play in the water I caught the old fashioned tunes come from the next door neighbors house.  That made things seem hotter.

I got a glass of water and sat in the chairs that were in the shade.  That was one of the advantages to having a north facing backyard.  There was always shade from the sun and it was bearable.

I sipped the water.  The boy played in the water and the old fashioned tunes continued to play.

Flinch

“So it’s that bad huh?”

“I don’t know if I’d say it’s that bad, but it can get pretty bad.  Especially when your playing.” I told him.

“So what do you do to stop it?  I mean it’s not like you can stop playing with him,” He said.

“Yeah I know.  Wife said I need to buck up but she hasn’t been hit in the nads.  It hurts and he just seems to get it just right.  You know when you get hit just right and it’s not hard or anything but it hurts like a son of a bitch?  Well that’s what he’s like.”

“Maybe I need to invest in a cup before our little one gets to his age.”

“Might not be a bad idea. I think before our second gets here I might get one as well.  It’s a good thing we are done after two cause I’m not sure we’d be able to have another one.”

“Well good luck man.  You can do it. ”

“Thanks.  You too.”

This post brought to you by my little boy who just seems to get those ‘hits’ just right.  Not sure what the solution is, but I think any dad that makes it out of fatherhood without a flinch is doing good.