I'm a little bummed. I missed my run this morning because of torrential rain and lightning. C'mon Ma Nature, work with me please. A few fellow BA Fitters have been meeting at a local park at 5:30am to run together. I hope everyone was as dedicated as me and stayed in bed, or I'm going to feel worse. Maybe I can get it done later, if the downpour ceases.
Yesterday A. had her gymnastics class. She has really enjoyed going this summer and looked forward to it each week. This year I enjoyed it too because she was old enough to be a Mighty Munchkin with a coach. Last summer she was in the Mommy and Me class and WE did gymnastics.
As I have sat each week, behind the glass, I have analyzed my level of commitment. I realize I fall somewhere on the lower end of the mom scale. I watch snippets of the activities so we can talk about them later, I wave and blow a kiss occasionally, otherwise I'm reading my book. I am okay with that. I don't feel the need to sit on the front row with my camera or video recorder, though that's okay if you do. I don't feel the need to make small talk with the other moms, though I'll smile and say an occasional small talk thing. I certainly do not feel the need to act out the songs or activities that the kids are doing. Yes, some have. I am there with a hug and smile at the end and then we go potty and go on with our day.