Well, I'M walking. Almost every day. Along with Pilates, yoga, and Spin. We live in a beautiful area with lots of hills and nice breezes. I end up walking at least an hour, listening to Pandora on my phone.
I also walk my son to and from school, which is literally behind the house. (We have to walk around the corner, however, rather than scale the 40-foot gate separating our yard from the schoolyard...) In he fall I'll be walking him to 10 minutes to school. 20 minutes round trip, twice a day, adds up.
I'd forgotten how much I LOVE to walk. How much I NEED to walk! I clears my head, gives me time to myself, and gets me moving. I feel SO much better afterwards: ready to be a mom and wife again, and leave Ms. Cranky Pans in the dust.
I'm also eating less. I don't think about food as much and, let's face it, when one has to walk down 3 flights of stairs to get to the fridge, it's just not worth it unless one is TRULY hungry, lol! And, honestly, I am up and down those stairs about 427 times a day already!
After my walk I always take a nice soak in our jacuzzi tub. And, yes, I probably WILL mention that tub in every post for he foreseeable future.
Meanwhile, we're all adjusting to the new living arrangements. I's not always easy, but it's worth it. I am (still) learning to take things with a grain of salt, and (still) realizing that other people's reactions are not my problem. Unless I've done something truly awful. Which I haven't.
Tomorrow Hubby is off, so after I drop LG at school I'm going to my yoga class. The one I haven't been able to get to in nearly a month and, after tomorrow, probably won't get to again until September. So I'm looking for a nice Sunday morning class for the summer, and Monday will be my rest day.
It's all about adjusting.