My daughter gave birth on the 13, June 2007 to a beautiful baby boy, weighing in at 8lb 6oz's 21 inches long. And I was blessed to be able to share the whole experience with her, I even got to cut the baby's cord. Needless to say it's been a busy few days, what with helping the new parents settle into parenthood. I don't remember it been so hard when it was me who was having the baby and adjusting to all the changes that it brought to my life. I don't remember it been so hard with two children. But here I am grand ma, and you'd think it was me who gave birth. I am totally physically, emotionally and mentally exhausted even now. And I feel old.
The part that jumps up at me in that last paragraph is of course the fact that I feel old,
much older than I am, and much older than I should be feeling, and I know that weight and lack of exercise don't help. In saying that, I did go to the gym like I said I would in my last post entry. I went despite the rain. I worked out on the bike for 12 minutes, then I did the treadmill for 30 I felt really good about the fact that I worked hard, and I rewarded myself with 3 minutes of steam and then 12 of the dry sauna. 
I felt so clean and light afterwards that it felt like I had lost 5 lbs. But that was Friday and after that life, and regular eating no gym or home exercise got in the way.I don't even know what I weigh right now. All I know is that I'm not there yet, it hasn't clicked, I'm not committed and I haven't set my mind to getting it done. Because once I do, life will include that which is important to me. meaning diet and exercise, and I can't say that it does right now. But I will keep giving it what I have until I finally enter the zone.
