This is what I've realized it's all about for me. I want to exercise, but every time I get ready to do it I turn around and see a kitchen sink full of dishes, kids that need lunch or a nap, or mile high stacks of laundry, and I feel like I can't take the time to exercise until everything else that is screaming at me to be done is done.
I'm not very good at starting something and then putting it down before it is finished. The transition from one thing to the next is very hard for me, so saying I'll do laundry for half and hour and then exercise, doesn't work for me. My mind can't stop thinking about the laundry until it is finished.
I really need an exercising buddy. Someone to get over to my house and say, let's exercise right now. While I honestly want to exercise and I really do enjoy it, the actual exercising is falling on my priority list. I've got so much going on that I haven't had time to sit and breathe. I had three extra kids here today when I wasn't expecting any of them.
I guess in a way I am more active than usual because I am running around the house after the kids. I've never lived in a house with stairs or a basement and so I feel the burn every time I go up and down them and sometimes I will purposely leave something upstairs so that I have to make the extra trip to get it. For right now, that's all I can think of to do until life either calms down or someone knocks on my door and offers to exercise with me.