Ahh, the joys of spring! We’ve endured months of dreary weather with dark and rainy commutes, we’ve plodded through wet weekends, where the children drive you crazy, and we’ve lamented our dry, centrally-heated skin that longs to be freed and exposed to the fresh air. Now though, we can throw off our coats and make the most of the evenings as the clocks sprung forward last weekend.
This is such good news for Mums like me, who are desperate to exercise outside once the little ones are asleep. The dark and cold doesn’t exactly stop me going for a jog or to the gym but there’s definitely more reluctance to put on Lycra in the evening if it’s no longer daylight. The lounge pants and lay z boy are much more alluring.
Now my health is improving (my husband and I have never been as feeble in our lives as we have been over the last few months) I’m going to grasp the opportunities that a bit more daylight offers. I went for a 2 mile power walk one evening last week, before the clocks changed, and really enjoyed being outside, building up a bit of a sweat.
I quite like the anonymity that darkness gives you when you’re exercising outside but I always feel slightly on edge walking past bushes. There’s a definite sensation that the bogey man could jump out from behind a tree at any moment. The reality is that it’s mostly runners, dog walkers and people popping out for a pint of milk, that go out after dark, but you never know what’s lurking round the corner.
Daylight brings less opportunity for would-be attackers, so thanks to the clocks changing we’re now free to embrace outside exercise in the evenings. There’s no excuse for not chucking on some sweats and heading for the open road. As it’s all too tempting to pour a glass of vino and flop on the sofa in front of the idiot box, put your running/walking/gym/whatever kit on before you even bath the children so that you’ve committed yourself to a sweat session. You’ll soon be running out the door shouting instructions to your husband to peel some veg and load the dishwasher…
This is such good news for Mums like me, who are desperate to exercise outside once the little ones are asleep. The dark and cold doesn’t exactly stop me going for a jog or to the gym but there’s definitely more reluctance to put on Lycra in the evening if it’s no longer daylight. The lounge pants and lay z boy are much more alluring.
Now my health is improving (my husband and I have never been as feeble in our lives as we have been over the last few months) I’m going to grasp the opportunities that a bit more daylight offers. I went for a 2 mile power walk one evening last week, before the clocks changed, and really enjoyed being outside, building up a bit of a sweat.
I quite like the anonymity that darkness gives you when you’re exercising outside but I always feel slightly on edge walking past bushes. There’s a definite sensation that the bogey man could jump out from behind a tree at any moment. The reality is that it’s mostly runners, dog walkers and people popping out for a pint of milk, that go out after dark, but you never know what’s lurking round the corner.
Daylight brings less opportunity for would-be attackers, so thanks to the clocks changing we’re now free to embrace outside exercise in the evenings. There’s no excuse for not chucking on some sweats and heading for the open road. As it’s all too tempting to pour a glass of vino and flop on the sofa in front of the idiot box, put your running/walking/gym/whatever kit on before you even bath the children so that you’ve committed yourself to a sweat session. You’ll soon be running out the door shouting instructions to your husband to peel some veg and load the dishwasher…
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