Since I haven't been to the gym in a year, I am making the most of my home gym. See it below? Can you find 10 workout stations? I can!
1. The Stairstepper. Up and down all day long. We "live" on the second floor of a three floor townhouse. For an extra challenge I sometimes walk up with groceries and a baby.
2. The Hurdle. The giant gate keeps the boy in and the dog out and never comes down. My passport off the second floor? A quick 400M hurdle.
3. Capture The Flag. Every once in a while my little rascal squeezes through the gate and takes off for the third floor. I have to capture him before he harms himself or the stairs. Unlike an hour long spin class, this game lasts all day long.
4-6: The Kitchen Station.
4. Shotput. When the little boy gets into the spice cabinet, shotput begins. I am the shotput retriever. This person doesn't get as much glory as the thrower, but burns some serious calories.
5. Upper Body Toning. Every kitchen surface two feet above the floor is covered with tiny handprints. I wax on and off like Mr. Miagi is judging me in the corner.
6. Core Strengthening. My little boy likes to wrap himself around my legs with a grip that the jaws of life can't undo. I walk around the kitchen with a 20+ pound ankle weight, great for the core.
7. Bend and Lift. Note there is only one toy in this picture. This is because I just picked up 723 others. Lots of bending and lifting. If you recognized the toy bear as the Waldo of this puzzle, give yourself an extra 50 points.
8. Curling. No, not weights, the weird Olympic sport that looks like bowling. Anyway, see how dark that floor is? I spend 20% of the day working the handheld vacuum while my little boy tries to beat me to the dust. We are a competitive curling duo.
9. Pitching Practice. Since the gate separates the boy and his highchair from the dog, I get lots of practice tossing scraps over his way. My "morsel of chicken" fastball can't be beat.
10. Zumba. This is where the boy and I turn on Pandora and dance our hearts out. This involves lifts, lunges, squats, and more excited squeals than I ever got out of the elliptical.
Anyone else not need the gym anymore?