I can't wait....4 days until the semester is over! Maybe then I can sleep in until, say, 5 am? This getting up at ungodly hours to do homework and read is getting old. Actually, it got old back in March. :-)
Well, the trial run yesterday didn't happen. I started thinking about the week's schedule. Monday - went to work early (in order to leave early on Friday to study) and got home after 8 pm because I went to the library. I didn't get to see the kiddo awake at all. Wednesday - I have to be at work early for a meeting and then my group is meeting at the library to put the finishing touches on our project. Thursday - I have to work until 7pm, then drive across town to pick up the kiddo at the my parent's house because it's the hubby's hapkido night. Friday - I'm leaving work early for last minute cramming and will mostly likely be at the library until I have to rush home so the hubby can get to work. Saturday - school all day and then the hubby and I are going to dinner with my class cohort. Ah yes, the mommy guilt is plentiful this week. Now, if the in-laws call and announce that they're coming in town this weekend for Mother's Day, I will have a meltdown. That would mean I had to squeeze in cleaning the house...that my friends, would throw me over the edge! ;-)
What am I getting at? Well, yesterday was the only opportunity to hang out with the kiddo for more than a few minutes until Sunday. So after work, I headed straight home. But, I figured we could take a walk...the kiddo loves to be outside and I would be getting in a little exercise too.
We got out the p.i.t.a. jog-stroller and headed to the little park by the house. This time, I took the Garmin just so I could know all the distances. Obviously, I wasn't going for speed here. The 1st mile was spent doing some speedy walking with the kiddo in the stroller. Then, the kiddo grew bored and wanted to get out and run. So, she actually ran and galloped for the next 1/2 mile! I was pretty impressed that she never got tired and tried to go as fast as her little sandals would take her. She would look back and laugh and tell me to run. For the next 1/2 mile, we took frequent breaks to stop and pick flowers, look at a butterfly, picking up rocks, etc. Then, she would count, "1, 2, 3, go!" or sometimes "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, go!" We had a blast!
So, no real workout, but definitely lots of fun! The hip felt pretty good too! Only a little ache toward the end.