Oops

My kids are officially 9 months old (as of last Thursday) and I did not reach my goal. Not even close. Trying to find time to work out is a big challenge for this working mom of twins/wife of grad student. But laziness is actually my biggest hurdle. We live upstairs, so if I want to take my kids for a walk/jog I have to go up and down the stairs like 6 times.

1. Trap Asher somewhere in the house and take Judah downstairs.
2. Trap Judah somewhere downstairs (like strapped into the stroller)
3. Go upstairs to get Asher
4. Take Asher downstairs and strap into the stroller.
5. Somehow navigate around to the front of the house, then descend the 3 stairs to street level (all with a double stroller full of kids)
6. Walk/run/jog/shuffle pushing a double stroller
7. Stop to talk to 1000 strangers about my cute kids (can't really blame them)
8. Return home & somehow ascend the 3 front steps with a double stroller to get up to house level from the street and navigate around the house to our door
   
9. Leave Judah trapped in the stroller while taking Asher upstairs
10. Trap Asher somewhere upstairs
11. Go downstairs to get Judah
12. Take Judah upstairs
    

After all this I am a sweaty exhausted mess. If Nick isn't home to watch the kids I have to either trap and distract them so I can shower, or just remain in that disgusting sweaty state until nap or bed time. SO GROSS.

I am exhausted just thinking about this. Does that count as a workout?