They say there are multiple benefits to exercise. Obviously it helps you to lose weight. But it’s also supposed to reduce stress, lift depression, and improve your sex life.
My parents have been on vacation for the past two weeks, so I’ve been without a babysitter. I usually have my dad watch the kids while I work out. Without him around, it’s been very difficult to do anything.
Two days ago, after 4 days of no excecise, I had pretty much had it. So, out of desperation, I broke down and took the 5 little ones to the babysitting room at the YMCA. I had never taken them before.
I had been avoiding it, because I was afraid there would be whining and protesting and crying. And there was. Mostly from Number 4, who was coming fresh off the Tooth Fairy blowing her off the night before.
When we got there, Number 4 refused to enter the room. Then the ladies scolded me for not bringing a stroller. And Number 7, who is 10 months old and can’t walk yet, had no shoes on, and that’s against the rules. When I handed her to one of the women, Number 7 started bawling, and taking his cues from her, Number 6 joined in the screamfest.
I ran out of the room before the ladies could tell me I wasn’t allowed to leave my kids there.
I sprinted down to the cardio room and started pedaling furiously. I knew I had a very limited amount of time before someone came to tell me that I had an inconsolable child and I would have to come get her. Or him.
I made it to 20 minutes before they came to get me.
Yesterday, I went back again.
This time I had the umbrella stroller. And shoes for everyone. And Number 4 was smiling.
Off to a much better start than the day before.
Number 6 has a bit of a stroller obsession, so I let him help me push it to the front desk.
We made it inside. So far so good.
I went to check in. I took my hands off the stroller for exactly 5 seconds.
In that time, Number 5 tried to give the stroller a push.
Well Number 6 went ballistic over that. He immediately started screaming, ran full speed with the stroller, totally wiped out, and took the whole stroller down with him. With the baby strapped into it.
They both smashed into the concrete wall. And they both screamed bloody murder.
Neither of them were hurt at all, but they were both pissed. And I was mortified.
People swooped in from every direction. A woman was on the phone calling for ice packs. And probably reinforcements.
I was sweaty and exhausted, and I hadn’t even made it out of the front lobby…
I decided to ride the bike again. I was clenched onto that thing like I was riding a bull. Every time someone entered the room, I jerked my head to see who it was, certain it would be one of the babysitters coming for me.
So much for reducing stress. I left there in need of a drink. Or a couple Xanax. Or both.
And forget improving the sex life. There’s no way I’m taking any chances and walking into that place with six lttle kids…
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