So I don't know if I've mentioned this before or not, but now seems like a good time: I've been on a major exercising kick lately. Good, right? Healthy, yes? Well, ummm, mostly good for you, if you're like, normal and stuff. I'm totally not.
Basically I've been trying to alternate running/walking on the treadmill with family trips to the park for a few reasons:
1 - doing the same thing indoors everyday is boring and will drive you insane
2 - so my family doesn't think I intentionally find reasons to avoid them (treadmill is not very social)
3 - being outdoors is healthy for all of us and fresh air does amazing things for the soul
Last night, as is our routine, we packed up the toddler (two and a half years of age) and headed to the park behind our house to do the 2 mile loop. The weather was sunny and hot with just a few sprinkles of rain. Sure, we took the time to consider whether or not we should still go on our walk...
Note: this is the exact moment that normal non-crazy parents decide to go back home
We aren't those people. Surely it won't rain we say, the clouds and storms that have been threatening us for weeks have only brought tiny little sprinkles that last a few minutes at the most. Plus, really it's to our advantage because the park will be less crowded. (Because even then we knew no one would be out and I remember actually talking about it as a plus).
We wait a few minutes in the car and unanimously (between the two of us) decide to go for it. We'll be fine. We get little man's tricycle out of the car, he jumps on, and we are off walking. About a quarter of a mile along the trail it starts to sprinkle and we see a dark cloud approaching, so we decide to pick up the pace. We are now jogging behind his tricycle (that has a handle for pushing) and only stop momentarily when we see a really cool turtle that we all want to check out. Getting the little guy back on his bike takes about five minutes longer than checking out the turtle. The clouds are now upon us so we jog some more, the rain picking up, but still not drenching us. We reach the one mile marker...exactly half way...AND the bottom falls out. It was an all out thunderstorm, complete with thunder, and yes, lightning. And so we're running again.
The first few joggers that pass us smile at the three of us, but at about a mile and a half when we decide to carry him and push the bike, just in case, you know, lightning strikes us down, the stares get more stern. As if I needed any other reasons to feel badly about this decision. I can barely see in front of me because the water dripping down my head is getting into my contacts and each step is squishy from my water logged shoes and socks. Little man starts to cry, because at this point the thunder is pretty loud and we're trying to rush (as best we can) back to the car. We have a half mile to go and running at this point is out of the question and pointless, we're tired, drenched from head to toe, and the water is still falling from the sky at an absurd pace.
I felt like the worst parent EVER. What were we thinking??? Honestly - we thought we'd get a little wet and have a good family walk. That was it. Not that we'd be more wet upon returning to the car than if we'd all taken showers with our clothes on.
BUT, as you all know, I'm a total optimist and can't help myself. So, as we got close to the car, we stomped in the puddles, laughed, and acted like it was the best time ever. I mean, is there an option at this point? I think not. Hubs and I exchanged looks, laughed about being the worst parents in the world, and headed home, thankful that our house was less than a mile away.
The scary thing about this story???? I'm not sure we wouldn't do it all over again. And you know what, even as miserable as it was that last mile, I wouldn't trade the memory for ANYTHING. It was a family story that will live on for quite a while in infamy. And on a positive note, we ran more than usual and had an excellent workout.
Have you had any Epic Fails lately??? Anything that made you feel insane or silly? Sometimes the most beautiful things can come out of the strangest places...