I will never understand why I always wait so long after a bottle of vitamins runs out before I get more. Really — do they cost that much? My Mum refers to vitamins as “energy pills” when I make her take them at my place. She always swears she can feel the difference. I used to think she was crazy-deficient if she could feel a change with a standard multi-vitamin. But I get it now. (Now that I’m crazy-deficient, too?)
So even though I know that taking a vitamin helps me get through the day, helps avoid those I-need-to-eat-something-to-stay-awake moments, and helps me be a slightly nicer person, I still let lapse the time it take before I buy a new bottle.
I used to joke that I would be taking prenatal vitamins for 10 years, calculating that for the first time I was gestating and lactating and just passing on the vitamins to the boys, and the following 5 years would be my chance to replenish what I had lost. But this time, when buying my vitamins, it just felt silly to get a prenatal. So I didn’t.
I also finally took the front tire from my stroller into the bike shop and after that was fixed I bought a real bike pump (the freebie that came with the stroller two and a half years ago has long served it’s usefulness.) I have vitamins again and a way to go on my long walks. Happy Heather is back, people!
(which will probably mean I’m blogging less. A healthier choice for all of us, if you ask me.)