May is for Mothers. And for this mother it's for movement.
I've been running and working at becoming healthier and being fit for a while now.
The scale is moving down, which is wonderful, but the past few weeks it has been sticking in the same range. It's up a few tenths. Then down. Then up again.
Hmmn. Not cool. It's not where I want to be. I want to continue on the road to healthy ways and watch those numbers move down. I'll take it if it happens slowly, but I would still love to see it happen.
But what I need to remember more than anything is why I'm doing this.
I'm doing this for my daughter.
I'm doing this so I can be the healthy and fit mom who can sit (and fit!) with her when we head to a local carnival and hit the rides.
I'm doing this so when she wants to kick the soccer ball around in the yard I'm able to keep up with her.
I'm doing this so on our next vacation, trip to the zoo, museum or walk in the neighborhood I feel GOOD, not achey, frustrated or gasping for air.
I'm doing this so she likes fitness, movement and motivation, too!
She's already taken soccer and swimming and loved both. She starts dance class next month and gets to learn ballet and tap, which will surely be adorable to watch and keep that fun and funky movement motivation for her.
I wish I had those options. I want to take dance. I want to take swimming. I want to do all of that for me, too. In the meantime I run. I move. I shake my butt when we're dancing around the downstairs and don't feel self-conscious in the least.
I want my beautiful daughter to know that she's making memories with everything she does, but she's also building a way of life. I don't know if she'll learn that right away, but that's okay. It's my role, as her mom, to make sure she sees it. Make sure she knows to keep at it. Keep herself happy and healthy and LOVING LIFE!
So I move for her. I dance for her. I run for her. And I always will.