To all the women and men I’ve seen jogging with running strollers: I applaud you. To any parent who’s ever hiked while wearing a kid in one of those big backpacks with the frame that kinda makes it look like a cage covered in canvas: I applaud you. To any mom or dad who’s ever schlepped their kid to the gym daycare so you can get twenty minutes on the elliptical with your magazine, I applaud you. I, however, choose the yoga poses you'll inevitably make up while playing with your toddler as my preferred method of exercise and, if I'm being honest, it's working out just great.
Like many women who’ve given birth, my relationship with my body has changed immensely in the last couple years. I take plenty of walks with my little, so I’m not a complete blob, but I haven’t been able to find a way to make exercise (in the traditional sense) a regular part of my routine. Also, I haven’t updated my iPod since the year 2011 so my music selection is far from encouraging and not necessarily the motivation I need to get to a gym
So, having found myself spending hours on the floor with my little in any given day, I try to be a little intentional about just what I do with my body. Some of the stretches feel so good that I’m certain they must be helping me somehow. And the rest? Well, at least they don’t seem to be hurting. Let me share: