Sunday, July 21, 2013
So, I totally derailed on the second round of the challenge. Between my kiddo's activities and my own demands, we didn't blow everything up, but I certainly wasn't keeping up the way I should have. Bring on July with two weeks of my son gone and I didn't go near the computer much at all. A week ago I signed up at a gym after accepting that I am not going to get the fitness I need done at home. Additionally, I am working too hard and I need to learn to take my lunch (or at least some break that resembles it). I am actually really excited. The consultation was completely non-judgmental, and I went ahead and signed up for 4 trainer sessions. The trainer was honest, but kind. She gets that I haven't been able to push myself as hard as I want to, and that I have limitations because I am starting back out. After the first day with her, I thought I was going to die, but it was good. I even made it to the gym the next day in spite of having to move my work out time to 2.5 hours later than I planned on.
Then came Magness. This is my son's summer scout camp where I get my butt kicked through miles of hiking from activity to activity, and I am a dead, worthless pile of mush at the end of the 3 days. I was still a bit sore from my workouts at the gym (who knew a stairmaster could cause such pain), but at the end of it I wasn't nearly as tired, cranky or fried as I have been the last three years.
Now, the last hurdle. I leave Monday for a business trip and am hoping the hotel has at least a treadmill. I enjoyed not hitting the gym today, sort of, but I really want to work out while I am gone. It feel good to have someone believe in me, and to be committed to getting healthy. I feel better, and that is the best reward I could get out of any of this. I am ready to starting pushing back against my own doubt, my own laziness, and my own excuses. It's time to kick back