Mom Core

Here in paradise, parenting can be a real sacrifice.  You want to go to pilates, the littles want to go to the beach.  Ho Hum, what’s a Mum to do?

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Mom Core?  Molates?  Bring a shovel to the beach and not a little plastic kiddie shovel.  I mean borrow that big heavy shovel that the man digs around with, or used to, and take that steel head down to the sand.  Dig a massive hole close to the water so that it can fill with ocean creating a private lagoon for your littles.

Wait, you want me to shovel sand?

Yes!  Arms, back, quads, core, you got to use them all and practice good ergonomics to protect your lower back.  You’ll be the hit of the beach as kids from every direction will flock to your sink hole.  Once you are tired, sit back and relax, maybe even read.  The hole watches the children for you.  They are so amused with the shallow salty waters that they won’t even run off to chase the seagulls attempting to steal their PB&J.

Life is tough.  Sometimes you just need to be creative.  My northern friends don’t be too jealous.  I mean, ya’ll get snow in the winter.  I’m sure it is the “same” workout.

Hee hee hee.  Cheese puff?

~ by drea on August 28, 2009.