So far so good – I’m trying my best to get back on track. I did strength training yesterday and just started back from what I had been doing. After 3 weeks off that may not have been the wisest decision because I was sore this morning. Mainly my legs. They were in shock from the squats. And I woke up a couple of times last night because my hip was hurting. It’s the craziest thing that my hip hurts at my age – I am way too young for that nonsense! My doctor said it is most likely related to my c-sections and may eventually go away. I’m like, eventually? It’s been almost 2 years…In the meantime, I feel like an 70 year old grandma.
I only get half a point today. I did get up and get on the treadmill but I didn’t run. I didn’t want to overdo it and be too sore to do anything tomorrow so I power walked/lightly jogged. Not the most satisfying workout but it’s a step in the right direction and I’m counting everything positive. Benny is not real happy about the whole workout thing. I think he is probably the only person in the world that gets irritated when their spouse exercises. Not that it has to anything to do with the actual workout; he just gets mad that the alarm wakes him up so early. Which is a little discouraging when I’m trying to get and stay motivated. I have tried to do evening workouts but it just doesn’t work…so I have no solutions.
M had a dance recital the other night – so stinkin cute! She did such a good job. And at the end she looked at me with the biggest smile and gave me a big thumbs up. That kid cracks me up. She is such a performer. One of the little girls got overwhelmed and started crying about halfway through and M just couldn’t understand why she was crying. The concept that not everyone wants to be the center of attention is foreign to her. I love that she is fearless and not intimidated by anything – I hope she continues to live so fully. She told me the other day that she wanted to be a ballerina, a cowgirl, and a karate girl. And that pretty much fits her personality perfectly.
M2 seems to be more like me when I was a child – she’s reserved, hesitant, and doesn’t like new people. But she’s a feisty little thing! And such a temper – and she doesn’t mind letting you have it. She’s not talking in sentences yet but man, it isn’t hard to tell when she’s upset with you. And so, so ornery. But she flashes me that smile and I melt…she already knows how to work it.
My hip hurts and my abs are shot but they are worth it – so completely worth it...
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