No Energy

Yesterday I decided for the millionth time, that I was going to get on track with exercising more.  I'd been feeling very sloppy and sluggish for weeks.  I realized that I needed to take alot better care of my body to be able to enjoy life with my children.

It was 5pm and I set out for a jog along the grass next to the highway.  It's a beautiful place to relax.  It was very encouraging to see so many people there.  Some walking, others running, then some jogging.  It felt great.  The last time I tried to exercise it felt  horrible and that was weeks ago!

Forty-five  minutes later I was home and exhausted.  Then my back started hurting alot.  I couldn't understand why.  Derek thought it was from running and I wondered  why.  He seemed to think it was because I was carrying so much extra weight that I wasn't used to carrying.  It made sense.  I am carrying 5 kilos more than my pre pregnant weight.  I normally do feel "out of my element" with any extra weight I have on.  I guess I just didn't notice it because I expected to put on weight with the pregnancy and all those hormones maybe eased the pain.

So let's see how long I can keep this up!  I plan to do it at least 3 times a weeks.  Maybe by the summer I'll be back to my old self, and have lots more energy too!

A Beautiful Afternoon

My husband and I rarely go on outings. Unless it's something pretty spectacular then we don't bother so much.  I like going out, being in the car, but my husband doesn't like driving.  However yesterday was quite different for him.  He enjoyed the drive.

We decided to go to the "Pineapple Beach".  I guess it's called that because there is a lone palm tree there that sort of looks like the top of a pineapple.  The beach is very secluded and there is a gorgeous cliff. I didn't get the best angle but this is still quite nice.

 It was late in the afternoon.  The sun was almost past the stage where you would get a sunburn. Being as white as my husband is we have to avoid getting burnt at all times!  Achilles was very happy to be there. He ran to the water, let his feet touch and run back to shore.  I had a swiw with Derek, my hubby, which I had not done since a month before Chaya was born.  It felt immaculate!

The water was warm and crystal blue.  I thought to myself, " I could stay here in Oman for a couple more  years"; in Salalah that is.  The rest of Oman has nothing like this..well...maybe Muscat, but that's about it.  The weather is alot more pleasant down here than Muscat!

Chaya slept for most of the time on the beach and it was relaxing.  It was the perfect end to the weekend( in the middle east the weekend begins Wednesday afternoon and you're back to work on Saturday).

Hope to have lots more of these!