She's Not My Grandma: This Boot is Made for...

"My journey through motherhood at age 39 and my goal to keep up with my energetic child!"

... making my life miserable.

Anyone who has been at Stroller Strides class for the past 2-1/2 weeks has seen my boot. I hurt my foot running on New Year's Day, but waited two weeks before seeing a doctor. He called it a stress injury (no fracture, thank goodness), and gave me a chic black boot (no heel) to wear.

Despite this thing, I've still taught and attended class. I have to be honest here. Attending class isn't really lots of fun for me right now. The social part is fun, don't get me wrong. But at the moment, the exercise part, well, sucks. I'm so limited in what I can do with my lower body, and since my sneaker isn't elevated, walking is awkward and throwing my hips out of alignment.

BUT, my daughter and I have a routine. And, through the months, we've come to rely on this routine. She asks about all of her little friends on a daily basis. She always talks about Julia and Suzy, John and Stacee, Noah and Kim (she sort of has Landon's name down), Eva, Ellarie, Lukas (Lukee) and Christina, baby Dylan and "a couple of babies" (yes, we went through roll call one day and I made the mistake of telling her she saw a couple of babies..now this is a person...). And, at each class she learns more names. She also likes the songs and has now begun to make up new words to all of the old tunes. Most importantly, she looks forward to the moment when we say "your last and most important stretch is your SMILE" because she knows it's only seconds until she can get out of the stroller and run around like the little whirling dervish she is. So, skipping class isn't an option for me because I've got a little one whose social life is so important.

When I first began Stroller Strides, it was all about me and how I felt. But now it's more

how my daughter feels. I still get in great workouts, and have lots of fun and laughs. But now that my 22 month old is marching, marching, marching, marching, hop, hop, hop (sorry...habit...) she needs to get out and play, and she needs to see her little friends (and maybe one day she'll actually give John a hug back!). So it's a win-win -- boot and all!

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