I just had to pat myself on the back a little bit. Three days of doing some working out while my little one napped (or was suppose to be napping).
I have to give you a bit of background information.
This used to be me:
After a rough pregnancy (all day sickness started at 6 weeks – ended 2 days after I gave birth) and a bad recovery (unplanned C-section, reflux baby requiring round the clock care, etc.), working out has not been in my schedule for over a year now.
Before pregnancy, as I went out to run 3-4 miles before a good 30-45 minute strength training session, I used to look at people who were walking and be jealous. Part of me hated pushing myself so hard to get a good workout. Now, by the end of my 30 minute walk, I’m sweating. I’m that person I used to be jealous of – and I’m completely jealous of the old me. Grass is always greener, right?
So part of me is a bit down on my current workout.
I’m doing the 21 Day Fix DVDs (no, I’m not a Beachbody rep – but I do enjoy their products). And I’m not even doing all the DVD – I’m only doing one round of each exercise. So my workouts are more like 15 minutes. And yep, I get a little winded, sweaty, and I definitely feel them the next day (even though I’m using little to no weight). Compared to where I was, I feel like a slug doing such a little workout.
But I have to quit comparing myself to, well, myself. My body has been through a lot – and made a beautiful, healthy and amazing little boy. So yeah, it’s going to be a little beat up. And that’s ok. Because it will get better. And I may never be where I was when that picture was taken, and that’s honestly 100% ok with me. My goal, to be perfectly open, is just to fit into some of my pre-pregnancy clothes. Not all – but at least a few.
3 days down – 18 more to go, then a habit forms, right?
