A few weeks ago I had some library books to return. The library is 1.8 miles away (according to Google) so I figured, why not walk? I strapped T1 into the stroller (don’t worry, he is only propped up like this for the photos, I let him recline for the ride) and went on my merry way. I was so proud of myself for figuring out a way to cross items off my to do list AND exercise at the same time. Plus I think the fresh air and time out of the house is good for both of us so we don’t go crazy and have a melt down.
Unfortunately, I mistook my own bladder strength and didn’t wear an old lady pad like I should have. 1 mile in ON THE WAY TO THE LIBRARY, I lost control and peed my pants. There was no drippage down the leg, but I was very grateful to be wearing a tennis skort because I didn’t feel like turning around and going back and the skirt kept all of the drivers whizzing by from seeing how soaked my spandex underneath were.
If you’ve never peed your pants and then walked close to 3 miles afterward I’ll just tell you that it’s an experience that stay with you for days, because the pee on your legs combined with chubby thighs creates a nice rash that burns whenever you take a step. It’s probably something akin to what diaper rash feels like? No wonder this little guy screams when he has a wet diaper.
P.S.-I kind of want a jogging stroller. Who knew it would be so hard to exercise with this little guy in my life? If I really want to get it done, I’ve got to take him with me!