spare tire.

me:  Henry and I have started walking/jogging because I have this spare tire I can't seem to get rid of without exercising.

her:  Spare tire?  What spare tire?  Oooooh I see it now.  You know how to cover it with your clothes don't ya...

Last year I bought a kickass used jogging stroller with plans to get into great shape, find a man and live happily ever after.  Then I couldn't get healthy and my dr. told me to knock it off with the jogging until I could start eating better and gained some weight and stopped getting sick.  At this year's dr. appointment she told me I could stop gaining weight.  Gee.  Thanks.  I was actually very happy to hear this.  I got out the jogging stroller and washed it up and thankfully, Henry looooooves it.  The other day we started out for a walk but it was raining so we turned around and went home.  He was really pissed when I took him out of the stroller and he kept signing for more.  This weekend when he was with his dad I bought a rain cover for the stroller and was actually excited that it started to rain today and I got to try it out.  Unfortunately, Henry didn't want to have anything to do with it and I decided it wasn't raining hard enough to make him miserable with the stupid thing.  I guess I spend so much time telling him it isn't cool to stick his head in a plastic bag that it's confusing when I try to stick his whole body along with the stroller in a giant plastic bag.  With air holes but whatever.  This whole drama occurred at about 3.10 miles.  I was feeling good.  We were making good time.  All was well with the world.  I put away the rain cover and we kept going.  About .25 miles later we were almost to the tree covered street where it wouldn't be as rainy and I noticed his right shoe was gone.  He just started wearing a bigger size shoe this weekend and since he was with his dad, I wasn't sure how it went, whether they actually stayed on his feet or not.  I stopped and looked all around the stroller and got the rain cover back out, wondering if maybe I had gathered up his shoe in the cover and nope, it wasn't there.  I stood there for a minute and tried to think of the last time I noticed he had both shoes and I thought they must have been there for the rain cover but who knows.  I considered just forgetting it and going home because we were still about a mile from home and what if it really started raining.  But then I remembered that I bought those stupid shoes for $7 on sale and they were brand new and what if I couldn't find them for that cheap again.  I turned around and sure enough, about .25 mile back, there was an adorable shoe laying in the road.

All this to say that tonight I am exhausted.  Who knew an extra .5 mile could kill me? 

And I love this tree.  I noticed it on the way back from finding his shoe. 

We have a long day planned for tomorrow.  I'm not sure there will be time for exercising but I'm going to try to make it happen.  This weekend I realized that we get lots of good talks in during these walks and when he wasn't with me, it just sucked.  Also, I'm getting really good at garage profiling.  I'm pretty sure I've found my next husband. 

And my spare tire is getting smaller.  Sweet!