This morning I absolutely didn't want to work out. My alarm went off before the sun came up and I shut it off, planning to happily grab a few more minutes of zzzs. So I turned over and was just about to go back to sleep when I heard a whispering in my ear "Mom, can I go to the park with you?" It was my 6-year-old son, who the night before had asked if he could come biking with me in the morning. (I, of course, said "Sure!" thinking that there's no way he'll be up! But he was...)
When I told him that I wasn't going this morning, he said to me "But don't you have to get ready for your race?" (All in a whisper.) He was right. Sometimes everyone needs a kick in the pants when it comes to staying motivated (and it often comes from the most unexpected sources). So I got dressed and told my son to do the same. He came out wearing his Lycra "bike" shorts and matching "muscle" shirt. So cute.
By the time we were ready to go, my two-year-old had woken up...so I packed her in the jogging stroller, my son rode his bike and we headed to the park for a 2-mile run/ride. Add on two sets of crunches on the Bosu and pushups on the backside of the Bosu afterward ... and I felt pretty darn good—all thanks to my son. (Can I also say that I love the idea of my kids starting good habits early on!)