*I don't think I'm a fan of the SLAM organization. #1, it's clique-y (as are most military wife organizations though). #2, it stands for Sweat Like A Mother. Basically, it's moms working out in local parks with their kids there. I always saw it as something I couldn't be a part of when I didn't have kids. Again, clique-y. #3, your kids are there. I always see pictures of well-behaved toddlers in strollers or whatever. LOL. Mine would NEVER. My kids have always been good in strollers but not just sitting there. Not in a million years. As newborns, sure. But no. The utter distraction would be so bad for my morale. Paying for group fitness classes at a gym where I could drop them off in childcare would be my dream. Since that doesn't exist (military base gyms do not offer and have never offered childcare :), SLAM was developed so you never have to leave your child's side for even a second. #4, it's just as expensive to join as a gym. I can do workouts at home and be distracted and not frustrated in public for free. I can't think of much worse than hauling two small and potentially disagreeable children, snacks, toys, strollers, wagons, water, WEIGHTS (it's b.y.o.w), and whatever else to an outdoor(!) workout class...in Missouri, in the summer.
It's also really funny because I made a friend here and she said she's had trouble making friends because they all go to SLAM and that's how they hang out and I was like I cannot get out the door in time for a 9am workout class in the summer. And she was like 9am?! and that's how I knew we'd get along. If I'm going to meet her anywhere, we go to "around noon" activities. That's my summer personality. We met at the park at like 11am the other day and she was like It's nice to be out early. << That is what I look for in a friend in the summer.
*I follow several bloggers who consume a lot in terms of buying. I buy a lot too, I feel, but following these people makes me feel better about my own habits. For example, one said she owns this in three colors because it's JUST SO GREAT.
It's a $150 Lululemon jacket. THREE OF THEM. I can't even fathom that amount of excess from a so-called normal mom. She also said she gifts a $300 blanket to people when they move into a new house. I could never.
*My fitbit doesn't track steps when I'm pushing the stroller.
*Wells bought this egg thing with his birthday money. Immediate regret. It came with slime and foam and sand. Not just one. All three.
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