But mostly he just wanted to sit inside and play Gameboy or watch movies on my iPad. He didn't have much desire to go run around outside when an endless stream of Star Wars, My Little Pony, and Super Mario Brothers could be found inside on the couch.
And who can really blame the kid? I actually HATE to be outside in North Carolina in the summer. It's muggy, hot, and the mosquitoes are relentless. Seriously, seriously no fun.
Eventually I took a good look at my own behavior - am I being active? Do I get outside and play? Not much. The most exercise I was getting was walking downstairs to my sewing machine, then back upstairs to get lunch. I really dislike running or playing sports of any kind. Getting hot and sweaty just isn't my thing. Bah humbug!
My big "Ah HA!" moment was realizing it's pretty ridiculous to expect my kid to grow up to be an active, outdoor loving person when I'm not setting an example for it. I've gotta get outside, be active, play in the grass, and get chewed alive by mosquitoes myself if I expect my kid to want to have anything to do with it.
So we've started walk / running in the morning. During the summer we took a detour on the way to summer camp to walk around the town square. A few laps around the square was a nice way to start the day, and at least in the morning it's not so hot or muggy!
Now that school is back in session we're walking before the bus arrives to take James to school. He's actually a wonderful companion for a walk because he doesn't let me slack off. Now that we have a routine he EXPECTS to walk every morning. He's also funny because he can keep a constant stream of dialog going the whole time: "Check out that bird! Oh, look at that beautiful sunrise! The sprinklers are on!"
It's distracting and silly which is good because it keeps my mind off how much I dislike exercise. So in the end I think I've just gained my perfect exercise companion. I make sure we get up and leave the house early enough to walk and James makes sure we have fun along the way.
Let's go play,