New Found Respect!

So for Christmas one of my gifts (also probably one of the favorite) was a brand new bike and a bike trailer.  I got a really cool pink beach cruiser that is also very "female" friendly. Otherwise known as a big old "birthed three kids (and more to come)" seat.  Although I have some excess that likes to flop over the side, that's okay though because I have become attached to my muffin and am rather fond of the extra padding.  Anyway back to the point of the story I have really thought a lot about my dad lately after receiving this buggy for the kids.  My father used to pull all of us in a bright red and black plastic buggy with ginormous wheels.  He was so good at this and it was always the highlight of our bike rides.  We used to argue about who got the privilege to ride in the buggy.  I won a LOT of the times!  It was a great time.  Anywho I have been pulling little Jag and not so little Blakely everyday on our bike rides and I am DYING!  Seriously I know that I am severely out of shape and need some exercise but my thighs are a burning....  I mean I sometimes contemplate whether or not to walk the bike it's that bad!  Mind you I live in good old AZ where there are no hills or mountains but I think that I must live on Everest (at least it feels that way on the way up.)  So thank you good old Dad for pulling us much bigger children behind your bike because I do remember the hills on that bike trail and they were HUGE!  So here's to getting more exercise and hoping that someday my thighs won't burn as severely and the shin splits will ease up!  Love to all...