Posted on | January 4, 2013 | 5 Comments
I realize that I kinda left you hanging with the work out goals. I didn’t stop writing about it because I stopped working towards getting back to myself. I have still been at the gym four or five times a week, every week, with the exception of flu week. I got back into action Wednesday and thought I might die. I’m still not up to speed, but I’m getting there. I think.
So, how are things going with me? Good. I kind of stopped stepping on the scale. The numbers fluctuate by a pound or two almost every day, and that kind of freaks me out, so I just stopped. Instead, I started focusing on being strong. I switched up my work out routine. I’ve always been a “thirty minutes of cardio, thirty minutes of light weights,” kinda girl. Well, that was stalling out and I wasn’t seeing any change and it was making me crazy. I cut out some of the cardio. It was boring me, and I’d stopped pushing myself. Instead of long, slow runs, I started doing uphill sprints and intervals. Instead of ten reps, three sets of light weights, I started adding in heavy weight and pushing harder to wear myself out during every work out. I even stepped out of my comfort zone and started taking a few classes (mainly weight-lifting classes…I’m not really into Zumba, but I hear people love it).
I’m changing up my eating a little now, too. I’m trying really hard to be aware of processed foods and to eat as cleanly as possible. It isn’t always easy with babies and sometimes I grab a protein bar instead of fresh food, but hey, we’re all human. Cutting our budget has helped, too. In an effort to save money, I have stopped all fast food trips. I didn’t go often, as it was, but I did go once every couple weeks to get the boys burgers while we were out running errands. Sully loves a good burger, and I always grabbed something too just because it was readily available and quick. Now, if I do take them every now and then, I won’t be eating along with them. I also have stopped drinking wine during the week (gasp). It’s not like I got sloshed every night or anything, but I always enjoyed a glass or two of wine about four or five nights a week. To save money, I cut it down to one bottle a week, and I only will drink it on the weekends. While I miss my nightly ritual of a glass of wine while cooking or watching a show with Tay, I know I’m saving tons of calories (and cash) by cutting it way down.
Admittedly, I have quit the Diet Coke yet. It was a goal of mine a couple months back, but I just can’t do it. I’m not ready, and you can’t make me, so there (does that sound childish? It is. I know, but for real, I can’t stop, won’t stop). Maybe some day.
I still have my moments of insecurity. I still sometimes look at the stretch marks on my stomach and wistfully dream back to days of smooth skin. But such is life, and I have two beautiful babies to show for my flaws, and for that, I am eternally grateful. This year, I will just focus on being healthy and happy for myself and my family. I think it’s a good enough goal. I’m not perfect, and I know there are things I could do to be better. But I will just keep working hard every day to be the best me, and try not to beat myself up when things don’t go as planned. I’ve never been good at that, but I think it’s worth a shot.
How are your fitness goals going? Any new ones this year?