It was one of those lightbulb moments – ‘wow’ how exactly did my life end up like this? I was sitting down drinking a cuppa with a friend and nattering while our kids ran around the playground. They were having a fabulous time tearing about chasing each other and jumping, bouncing and leaping. The only part of me that was getting exercise was talking muscles – which is the only kind of exercise I’m not short of these days what with the constant – “don’t do that to your brother…”, “good work…” “gentle hands with the cat..” and on and on and on. Anyway, I was talking and watching the kids and I suddenly reaslised I could easily be doing the exact same thing in 5 years or 10 years. A cuppa and chat is nice but I’d really like to be getting some exercise. I wanted to feel my heart pumping and feel that I was fit and active and still young(ish). Sitting down was fine when my boys were babies, but my youngest is now 2 and sitting down at the park seems a bit granny-like – not the behaviour of a thirtymumble mum like me! More to the point, I don’t get any exercise by myself. Life is full to bursting. I need to exercise when my kids do. I spend a fair bit of time watching my kids playing soccer or running around games, how could I get exercise at the same time?