That's an Arrested Development reference, for those that don't know.
But still, it is relevant to what's about to go down.
I'll be honest. I'm having a hard time finding my passion for working out again. My body is slow and sluggish. My shape has changed. My boobs always flopping every which way since I'm still pumping. My cardio is seriously lacking. I'm tired and I can fill every second I'm awake with things I "need" to do. My motivation is sooo gone. And it's not going to come back on its own.
Today I decided to get the garage back in working order. It's still a giant mess out there but my workout area is clear. And that's all I need. I was going to do insanity, but I think I need to wait until after Malcolms surgery. I feel like that week, I won't be doing much of anything.
Anyway. I've got 20lbs lingering from pregnancy. Not too shabby considering I had two back to back, rough pregnancies. But I need to get my strength back. It's hard having an aching back all the time. It's hard to feel my entire body jarring when I'm running after my toddler. It needs to change. I don't need to be ripped. But I do want to be strong enough and quick enough keep up with these little dudes.
I've been hovering around 175 for the past few months so I think I've lost everything gonna lose just doing the bare minimum, which is lifting every now and then and running when I feel like it. Not very consistent...and consistency is key.
Sooooo...Operation: Hot Mother, it is!!!
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