I signed on to be a human lab rat. I received a letter from a researcher looking for participants to help gather data about how working mothers fit in exercise into their day. The study is being funded by one of the health care systems along with a few local investigators that are interested in developing health programs targeted at busy moms. Since I am a working mother with young kids and I work in research, this study was interesting to me. So I agreed to help out.
My commitment is 4 interviews, 2 in person and 2 via telephone over a 12 month period. I need to track my movement with a pedometer for a week prior to each meeting. The criteria to be eligible for the study was to have children under 9 years old, to work outside of the home, and to be at least 18 years of age. I fit their profile.
It sounds pretty painless. There was no mention being strapped down to a table to take DNA samples. They are also compensating me with Target gift cards. Who doesn't like a Tar-jay gift card? What do I have to lose? Maybe this will keep me motivated to stay on the wagon.
Speaking of exercise, I got out and did my 4.2 mile training run tonight. I felt heavy and sick to my stomach...it was probably because I ate spaghetti 20 minutes before heading out. My PSA: Don't do that. The training program said I needed to do hills. I wasn't in the mood to travel outside my 'hood tonight so I just headed out and hit up some steep stairs leading to a freeway overpass. Good enough in my book.