Bug,  fitness

Squeezing in a Fun Walk

gotta run

Before we left for the Actuallys’ for our very serious house-sitting/cat-sitting job, Bug and I squeezed in a two-mile “fun walk” at home. It wasn’t the smartest move. I only had a limited amount of time to pack my car with fifteen loads of dirty laundry and every craft supply I could think of, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. I promised the Actuallys I’d take them to the airport so I had exactly 1.2 hours to pack and hit the road. Why not squeeze in a local fun walk too? You know what they say, “If you want to get something done, ask a busy person.”

Pfffffff. I wish that was true. Tell that to the nine people on my waiting list and all the emails in my inbox that have gotten moldy while I take three months to respond to them. Groan.


runner girl

The thing is, I’m fond of this local race. Remember when I ran the 5K when I was eight weeks pregnant? That was so incredibly fun. I wanted it to be my yearly tradition and Bug and I kept it up that first year. But then I flaked in 2007. I did NOT flake in 2008 however. I just flaked on writing about it.


So here we are at the race in 2009 kicking butt again. Technically we didn’t run it. We walked it. I’m a little out of shape. But we still broke a sweat and I felt like a million bucks when we were done. I really need to step up my game and exercise more regularly. I don’t know why I always forget that exercise feels even better than eating a cupcake.

she's going the distance

Wouldn’t it be cool if Bug grew up to love running? I think half the reason I still like to run now in my middle age (besides the fact that I was blessed with knees that never give out on me) is because I used to run with my Dad when I was a kid. Not that my Dad was into running but I was and he ran with me. My Dad is so cool like that.

I probably never would have started running if I didn’t have this crazy fifth grade teacher who was a running nut. You remember those guys in the eighties? He made the whole class run. It was great. A lot of kids whined and complained about how much running hurt but I took to it which was really strange and fun because I was always that kid who got picked last for kickball teams. I might suck at sports but I can run and run and run and run. I was never fast but running didn’t bother me. Slow and steady wins the race, that was me.

Running really helped me deal with anxiety back then. I remember as a kid feeling like I had too much energy and no where to put it. My brain might be tired but my body wasn’t. So I’d go run a couple of blocks with my Dad and come back tired and happy. I wish I could still do that.

Right now I’m sort of stuck in a failure-loop where half the time I’m just too lazy and the other half of the time Bug refuses to ride in the jogger stroller. It’s so hard to get motivated when you have a little person around who would much rather eat waffles with Nutella on them in the morning than go for a little stroller jog on the beach with you. I know, I know. Excuses, excuses. But believe me when push comes to shove those excuses add up!


Except when they don’t! I’m so proud of Bug and me for squeezing in the Fun Walk. We still made it to the Actuallys in plenty of time to get them to the airport and as far as I know I didn’t forget anything in my hasty packing—A miracle really since every other time I’ve visited, I’ve forgotten something really key. Good thing Bethany keeps a stash of toothbrushes here for me.

getting inked

I almost forgot! Bug got a tattoo at the after-race festivities. It’s air-brushed. But that doesn’t make her any less tough.

super girl tat

She’s super girl tough.


  • Kuky

    I need to exercise more too. Or exercise period. I started to back in January. We got a Wii fitness but then I started gaining weight. The Wii asked me why and none of the multiple choice answers was I’m pregnant so I gave up. Plus the morning sickness pretty much decided it for me.

    But I really should. I find that if I don’t exercise at least every once in a while my back hurts.

  • Ana aka Mrs. Mom

    This looks like so much fun! I love jogging, running, walking and whatever exercise I can get, my daughter is almost 1 year old and I still have that extra baggage on me so now is not a matter of whether I like it or not but more like I HAVE TO do something about it. Or maybe I´ll just look 5 months-pregnant forever. hehe.

    Bug looks so cute on her little running outfit!

  • Lady in a Smalltown

    I was going to do a 5K on May 16th, but my baby decided to come 9 days early. Okay, I wasn’t really going to do the race this year, but I was going to cheer on the girls I coach in Girls on the Run.

    Little Bug has a few years before she can be a GotR (third – fifth grade), but you can still do the FunRun. The program is all about empowering girls. Check out their website (girlsontherun.com) to find a FunRun near you. There are programs all over CA, so there must be one near you.

  • Uncle George

    Remember, calling it exercise or working out makes it seem like a chore. Think of it this way…”I’m going out to have fun and some running happened which resulted in great exercise!”

    Fun runs/walks/rides are great. I hope you guys have more fun doing them!

  • Katie

    How is it Bug always has perfect hair? I think this is riot worthy material here.. :D I hope you are having fun on your super hard very serious not fun job :D

  • Melissa

    I love the hard core look Bug is giving the camera in that shot of her getting her tattoo. Hooray for you getting out there this weekend! Once Bug gets a little older, you’ll be able to get back into some running. Another commenter mentioned getting her involved in GOTR when she hits 3rd grade which is a fab idea. I took part in that race this weekend and it was loads of fun. I’m amazed that I didn’t do my first 5K ’til I was 23 and here these young girls are running their first one at 8 years old!

  • Clownfish

    The exercise part (esp. in the summer) is easy for me. My trouble lies in my inability to put my fork down ;-)

    Nice tat bug!

  • Sarah

    I wonder sometimes what it must be like to be a light-footed, steady runner. I imagine it’s nice. With me there’s just a whole lot of noise and commotion and very little progress.