A few weeks ago I decided it was time to get back into fitness. If you recall, I’ve tried this about five times since Eli was born. The first time, it was when, after six months of having two boys, they started tandem napping. I was in heaven! I did twenty one days of the 30 Day Shred before they stopped doing tandem napping.
Then I was like, whatever, I’ll just figure out how to work out while they’re awake….that didn’t work.
So I thought I’d just start walking a million miles. That was nice, but guess what? That doesn’t really make you stronger. It makes you feel pretty good and it’s a great way to spend an afternoon but I still felt very weak and doing things like yard work was really exhausting. I could just feel my muscle limits and they were not high.
I continued to walk a LOT and then also decided to try getting up at 5:30am to work out. I did two days and then Eli’s molars started cutting and he began waking up at 5am. Great.
So we moved, I continue to walk and after a bit of settling in I decided that I’d get up at 5am and workout. Whether running on the treadmill or doing a strength training video…or you know, a Jackie Warner, Jillian Micheals video or something.
My rule of thumb is that I set my alarm every night, wear my workout clothes to bed and have all my gear (shoes, million bras, socks, water, etc) next to the door. Seven days a week. However, I do have a high needs boy and many many days, it doesn’t happen. But you know what? That’s okay.
Last week, I managed three days, the week before? Just two. The first week I did five! My point is, I will always try and if it doesn’t work out I’m not going to get down about it.
All you mama’s know that ‘me time’ is the white rabbit we’re always chasing and even though my original goal was to be able to get stronger and feel better, I had no idea how much an hour or two of alone time in the morning would affect my day. Ever since Eli was born I’ve had little to no alone time day to day. Occasionally with Shane or other family help I get to go somewhere alone and that’s nice but it’s not as centering as this. Right now, if I’m lucky, couple times a week while the boys are occupied or if Eli is napping and Avery is having quiet time I am able to read. This is always wonderful but exercising is different. I don’t have to mentally focus on anything and because of that, it’s very relaxing.
This morning, and yesterday morning, my attempts were foiled by a little teether (two more cut, four more to go), and even though I know my day without that alone time won’t be as easy, I don’t beat myself up about missing the workout. It’s kind of nice since I’m the sort that totally does that normally.
Being a mother has a way of maturing a women in ways we never thought we needed.
Question: How do you get your workout?