The odometer is rolling again

Our Teddy Bear Trotters. Mine is the
second from the right, with the Zoolander hair.

Back to life. Back to reality.

Back to the treadmill.

Whew.

I have not done a thing toward weight loss since my dad died two weeks ago.

Wouldn’t it be great if this post was all about “Tips for Staying Healthy While Mourning the Loss of a Loved One”?

Yeah, well, I ain’t got ‘em.

When Dad died, I shut down mentally and physically, and I went all rogue on my diet.

I’m even battling what has to be my 10th head and chest cold since my little germ magnet started daycare in January.

I wouldn’t recommend any of that. When I finally dragged myself onto the scale this morning, I had gained 3 pounds.

But as my alarm started blaring today, I heard the voice of one of my best friends, who reminded me recently that the key to exercising success is doing it when it’s the last thing you want to do.

So, I resumed what I now consider my routine and got in 3 miles.

I have to: We’re in training around here!

See that picture? Those are four boys who were all born between Sept. 11, 2008, and Oct. 9, 2008. They were about 3 months old in this picture, so they’ve changed a bit since then.

But one thing that hasn’t changed is our desire to get them all together occasionally. As they are nearing their 2nd birthdays, we’re entering them in the Teddy Bear Trot portion of the Crim Festival of Races on Aug. 28 in Flint.

While I was signing up my son, I noticed a 5K Walk, so I signed myself up for that.

And then a week after that, I am doing the 5-mile Mackinac Bridge Walk, which will be the first official thing I mark off my Bucket List.

So, I’m picking myself up, brushing myself off, and I’m moving once again.

Who’s with me?