Tonight I started working out to get ready for my 'someday' wedding. I decided I want to look as good as I can and that has to start NOW. I was laying in bed thinking about how much my legs were killing me and I thought back to the days of watching mom and her workout routine. I giggled a little thinking back on it.
My childhood was primarily lived out in a 2 1/2 bedroom bungalow in rural western Illinois. Did I mention that eight people lived there too? Yeah, you could say it was a little tight. Did I mention 1 bathroom? Yeah, my mom was a saint to live with that for as many years as she did.
Needless to say, bathroom time was limited to showering and other activities. Ahem. Because bathroom time was limited and a household of 8 still needed to ready for work, school, and church, Mom became quite resourceful.
I can still remember her laying on the floor propped up on one arm on her side. She would lay with her head over the floor heating vent and she would do leg lifts while she dried her hair. Ever the multi-tasker. When I would ask her why she did it she said she was working off her baby weight.
I cannot begin to imagine all the sacrifices she made for us, but I love that she taught me to make the best of every circumstance. To use what was available to me and to just be happy with that. You were quite a woman, Martha Ann Vance Wiseman!
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