A time to exercise

I have never been the thinnest of individuals despite once upon a time being relatively fit. I also really enjoy my food and over the last couple of years have developed a sweet tooth, which I was never before prone to. Therefore it is imperative I exercise, at least on a semi regular basis.

Now I used to be quite good with this, coming home from work I would go for a run. As I’ve gotten older and running became harder on my knees, I would replace one run per week with a swim. If my weight ballooned like it did during a holiday to America then my routine would bring me back down in a matter of a few weeks.

Cue the birth of my son, which coincided nicely with the rising girth of my waist (it’s starting to sound like I was the one who was pregnant). I now cannot seem to get motivated to do anything. All I want to do when I get home from work is spend some time with the little man. I don’t get long as it is, maybe 2 hours if I am lucky and we have to fit eating in during that time as well. Therefore the last thing I want to be doing with that precious time is going out running or swimming.

So now I am caught in that quandary. I still like to eat, I still have that damn sweet tooth. Yet the only way I can stop the middle age spread, spreading at a rate of knots, is to get my ever-increasing arse out of the house to do some exercise. Yet I really don’t want to, I want to spend time with my little man and fiancée.

Just before anyone suggests going in the morning, I really do not do mornings. Coffee, toast, a smile and a cuddle in the direction of a wide awake boy is as much as I like to muster before 9am.

I very much doubt I am the only one in this predicament, when do you all find the time to exercise?

Something is going to have to give, the question is what?


About Me

I hate writing about myself so I will keep this brief.

I am a father to one and a Husband to be.

I have a little boy who together with his mum mean everything to me. I work full time and cannot wait for 5pm when I get to come home and spend a few hours with them both. I only wish it could be longer but such is life.

This blog is really for me, I want to savour every single minute of being a dad and every single minute of my son. I take photographs (lots) and videos. I obviously have all of my memories but I also want  to remember my thoughts my fears my emotions and figured this would be one way of doing it.

Hope you like reading it and please feel free to comment.


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