Secret Agent Josephine

Whoorl and I went on the most AWESOME walk today. My pores are still singing with happiness, three hours later. It was the best. I feel like I could conquer the world. Exercise with a friend is really the best way to go.

If you read Whoorl, then you know how she thinks she needs to lose like one pound or something so she can get back to her original size TWO! Anyway, this woman is made of iron. She has willpower of steel! I know because I tempt her with trips to Starbucks and Sprinkles and she doesn’t fold. Nope. On top of all this incredible will power, she also goes on long walks up Cardiac Hill. I walk a lot too but she was totally making me jealous with her long treks early early in the morning. Especially, since I want to run the 5K again this year and I haven’t trained with the jogger stroller one little bit.

I’m not really worried about my own stamina because a 5K is pretty easy. I’m more worried about the stroller and how Baby Bug is going to do with it. The seat is kinda slouchy for her (because she is the midget baby) and by the end of a long walk, she’s completely reclined. I worry that all that slouching could get uncomfortable after two hours or so.

Well…I need not worry any more. When Whoorl and I set out, we thought we’d be gone for an hour at most. A typical one-diaper-no-snacks kind of trip. I had no idea that we were going to go EXPLORING and we’d be gone for hours on end! It was soooooooo FUN though! I love exploring!

Exploring is great but the unexpected can sometimes be challenging. For example, there was this hill at the end of our walk that was so challenging, both Whoorl and I started to wonder if we’d made a mistake. I should call it “The Hill”. It was so steep. We climb little hills all the time coming and going to the beach but this particular hill was almost a straight incline, with no resting points along the way. That’s all fine and good except when you’re pushing strollers and it feels like they are going to roll back onto you and smash you into the asphalt path beneath you. We were fine of course. Just a little out of breath at the top which made it impossible to yak and tell stories back and forth like we like to.

It was fun for all of us. Baby Bug and Wito were quiet as mice, just watching the scenery go whizzing by… (or listening to their mama’s yammer excitedly at each other, either one) It was a perfect outing. Baby Bug only started to fuss during the very last part. And that was only because we overlapped over into her normal nap time and she always protests napping. Of course when we got back she snoozed like a rock, which was nice.

I know you’re probably reading this and saying to yourself, shut up and pass me a twinkie but I just want to close on this one preachy note: Exercising with a friend is ten million times better than exercising alone. And exercising with a friend who has a baby, when you have a baby, is even better. Iron Moms Rule.

The end.