10,000 Excuses

Ryan has started a 10,000 steps program at work, so I decided to join him. For about a week and a half we've both been wearing our pedometers and comparing at night. We've been getting really close most days, but it does take effort. The nice thing is, it makes us both more aware of how much activity we're getting in. For example, the first day I wore mine, I had a lot of shopping and errands and got 8,000 steps almost without trying. But on another day, I was really busy running the kids around and driving a lot, and I had a hard time even getting close. Even though I was busy all day, I wasn't very active. (Ryan is always way ahead of me, and he doesn't wear his on his early morning jogs or bike rides- so I think he is just trying not to achieve total domination.) A few evenings we got the kids down to bed and went on a walk together to try and boost our totals. Those nights were really nice and gave us some much needed grown-up conversation time. They could be even nicer if the weather would warm up- I still had to wear a hat and gloves both times.

Maybe this will be my ticket to better health. I'm trying to tell myself it's not about losing weight- it's about being more healthy overall. But who am I kidding besides myself- I will be very happy if I can lose some weight too. If only Ryan would stop making chocolate chip cookies twice a week. (Do I really want him to stop? They're soooo good.) I need to get motivated to get up early and walk again, but I've had a hard time achieving that lately- my bed is just toooo comfortable. And I really should blog-stalk less- there's not a lot of steps gained during that emotionally recharging activity-- maybe if I tapped my foot in rhythm while I type comments? If I'm true to my usual patterns, I'll soon have 10,000 excuses why I'm not accomplishing this most recent goal. But, oh well, back to blog-stalking.