Got two excellent workouts in this week and I am f e e l i n g i t !
Also had a doc appointment this week and did not like what I saw on his scale.
I am making the time for my workouts. Letting the rest of the world live in its chaos while I push the pedals or lift some weights is doing me good…painful good. I think the pain is a reminder that I’m back. No more excuses about having no time to workout.
The pain is also a reminder to stay away from the sweets…or it should be. I am weak! Emotional and weak lately. My kids wanted to watch Marley & Me this afternoon. I protested but gave in. I held my sweet 6 year old boy while he sobbed for the death of the on-screen dog… and I envied his tears. Tears seem useles. Or maybe I’m kidding myself and bottling in the stuff I should be letting go of. Or maybe I just really like chocolate.
Hoping for some good news in the next week and to find a better way to deal with the bad/sad/frustrating/infuriating stuff that comes along.
Wish me luck.
Who can say, “No” to a boy who is growing up too fast and wants you to stay home and “play the tickle game” instead of leaving him behind? Last week his position would have been different. Last week his friends hadn’t started back to school yet. His school doesn’t start for another 9 days (oh, yes, we are BOTH counting the days), but all his buddies from the workout whose mom’s are there too…they started school this week. He lost his motivation for motivating me to workout.
Who hasn’t felt like that? No one is there to play/run/lift weights/workout/swim with…why go? Friends make all the difference. If it wasn’t for two of my friends, Rae and Aims as you know them, then I would not have had the courage to start this blog or to really try to lose weight.
If it wasn’t for my friend Mandy teaching that free workout a couple of times a week then I wouldn’t be losing weight. If it wasn’t for my friends Tami & Charlotte then I wouldn’t have ever tried a spin/cycling class, let alone gone back regularly.
Do you need a friend? I posted before about being nice to the skinny chick. Now I’m telling you to go ask her how she does it and invite yourself try her method with her next time. Make a friend or increase an existing friendship. I am telling you, knowing that someone is planning on you working out with them makes all the difference. Having someone to chat (commiserate) with when you feel like your legs are going to fall off and you are sweating from every pore makes it more bearable, too.
I am a scaredy cat when it comes to trying new workouts, but I can do it if someone who has done it before is there to encourage, explain, and (*gasp*) enjoy it with. Charlotte is young enough that I could be her mother. She’s also fit and would exercise for 6 hours every day if she could. She doesn’t let me off the hook and I love it! Working out with her makes me feel like I really can lose the weight. She’s going back to college this week and I won’t get to workout with her for a few months. I’ll miss you, Charlotte!
My advice – if working out is where you seem to need help: get a workout buddy…or 2 for that matter. Easier said than done? Maybe. Do it anyway.
For 9 more days I’ll be trying to fit workouts in that don’t interfere with tickle time. Then we’ll have a whole new set of problems.
Wish me luck!
If you have a Facebook account you have probably seen this picture floating around. It has haunted me lately.
There are facts about my life. I have a husband who works nights and is back in school. I have four kids with schedules, the school-age ones are homeschooled. I have two jobs one of which is a promotion that I had to take on sooner that expected and with less training than was planned. I am dealing with a mess that was left by my predecessor. Stress levels are high.
How easy it is to take the facts of our lives and turn them into the excuses for not doing things. I find myself already thinking about the week I have coming up and how hard it will be to keep a regular gym schedule. Then when I miss a day I can say “I had a meeting.” “Who eats well at a Super Bowl Party?” “I am getting away with the husband, why not indulge?”
I set myself up to be ready with my excuses instead of seeing my workouts just as important as that deadline at work or that appointment that must be kept. I need to see them as just another “fact” of my life that must be taken care of every day. I need to see myself and my health as a priority that is just as important if not more so than anything else that I may have to do.
I did better than I am now last year. I can make my “excuses” that my life is twice as busy but why can’t I just reprioritize things to accommodate everything. Better yet perhaps learn to say “no” to things that will hinder my ability to get on that treadmill. Even if that means saying “no” to myself. Like “No” to staying up later after I finally get the kids to bed to watch my guilty pleasure shows or perusing the internet. Go to bed so I can get up early to get a workout in before the day gets too hectic. Why not just get on the elliptical or pop in a workout video after the littlest ones are in bed.Why?!?!
My excuses are invalid!