My Attempt at Multi-Tasking
Every so often I have to remind myself that life right now is a season. Just like seasons will change, the frustrations and joys I have in this part of my life are sure to change too.
Regardless of the season I am in, my goal is to enter my day with a sense of gratitude. I live in a beautiful place, I have an amazing family, and I feel like I am so blessed, I am living a dream. One of the best parts of my days is that hour I can give to myself and to my health through moving my body. That is a non-negotiable for me. I have to move. To stay sane, to feel like my blood is pumping, even if the workout is not Pilates that day, I have to do something.
I entered this phase of my life where I was working split shifts and still trying to dedicate at least some portion of my day to my own workout. But as all my moms know out there, God always laughs at us when we try to make plans.
On one of these particular days, I worked my morning shift, ran home (because I am fortunate that my work is in close proximity to my home) walked the dogs, picked up my kiddo from school and went back home to get my house ready for the rest of the day. I know all my mamas can relate to this: the chaos of juggling. Getting dinner together when I know I had to go back to work, get the kiddo a snack and ready for a nap and attempt to get myself together as well.
So here I am thinking “wow I am going to be the best multi-tasker on the face of the planet, I’ll toss the kiddo in the bath and do a quick workout just next to the bathtub while she does her thing.
Which means I found myself, doing burpees, next to a bathtub. 12 burpees on the minute every minute for 10 minutes. For those of you who are math whizzes, that is a ton of burpees in a very short period of time. The way the workout is designed, the faster you do the burpees, the more rest you get but the more winded you are during that rest.
What I did not take into account was my circus’ participation in my short workout. Not only did I have a super cute bathing toddler cheering me on via bath time, I also had a puppy in my face every time I moved to the ground because she thought my push up was an attempt to initiate play. Needless to say, every single set of burpees consisted of a ton of laughing and the occasional nudge of a puppy so I could get through the round, but hey it was super effective. I think my arms were sore for at least three days, as was everything else in my body, and I got to show my kiddo the importance of taking care of yourself even when it does not seem that there are enough hours in the day.
If only my workout was on a beach this pretty everyday…
