I feel pretty deflated about my physical health right now. I’m naturally thin and that’s nice. But people seem to equate being slender with being healthy. And I’m not healthy.
I often forget to drink water and feed myself. I rarely leave the house, meaning I don’t even walk for exercise. And when I’m playing on the floor with the kids, I feel like an old lady when I struggle to heave my body into a standing position.
I had been waiting until Eliza turned 6 months old so I could start going back to the gym. (The gym child care requires kids to be at least 6 months old.) But one week before her 6th month birthday, we pulled Caleb out of school.
I haven’t been doing a very good job of managing my duties. I’ve been doing a pretty good job at feeding everyone (except myself), getting most of the homeschool work done, keeping the kitchen sorta clean. But I’m barely keeping up with the laundry and totally sucking at keeping the rest of the house clean. So how in the world could I fit in going to the gym?
Well, I have the bestest husband ever. He really wants me to start taking care of myself. I suspect it might have something to do with me being a nervous wreck most of the time. He has started helping me clean up the kitchen before bedtime and folding laundry.
And he made a deal with me that I had to schedule two appointments a week with a trainer at the gym. I’ve got 26 prepaid sessions, so that will take me through 13 weeks. I think I can get into pretty good shape in that time. And having the appointment gives me the motivation to get my butt there!
Yesterday was my first day. And I love my new trainer. We did 30 minutes of strength training and then I did almost 30 minutes on the treadmill. I got called because Eliza was crying and poopy. But I’m so happy with the hour that I got. It’s more than I thought the kids would allow me.
I gotta start somewhere…
Exercising always makes me want to eat fruits and veggies. And conveniently, there is a produce market across the street from the gym! I forgot to take a picture before we ate some of our goods. But here’s what’s left…