I have a pair of jeans that I have a love/hate relationship with. They never fit quite right after a wash. I always have to squeeze into them afterwards and pray I don't have to leave the house before the denim gets a chance to relax and fit my curves more comfortably. It usually takes a whole day. (I also have a pair that only fits right after a wash. I do not have good luck with jeans.) Since I had run out of clean clothes to wear like three days ago, I finally did the laundry yesterday. This morning I grabbed those loved and yet hated pair of jeans and put them on. I zipped them up and started to walk out of our bedroom when I realized I hadn't had to do any "stretches" to make them fit! I was amazed! Hallelujah! The J-Lady is working miracles with my body!
I've been working The Shred for 6 days now. My body is no longer screaming at me all day, just during the workout. But it's a good scream now. And according to my nemisis, the J-Lady, "it's the ones that hurt that count the most"! I've also remembered why I hated fitness exams during middle school. Fitness exams equaled pushups, and Pushups and I are not friends. (if I were an American, I'd say I would like to shoot Pushups, but since I'm Canadian, I'd like to rehabilitate Pushups to become Crunches instead.)
Since my little cutie patootie (terrorist) of a daughter has decided to not take naps anymore, I've had to jail her in her playpen during my workouts. At first she squawked her displeasure, but eventually grew to enjoy her cell. (aka I ignored her screeching) Now, she plays with her picnic basket and dances along to the music, plastic cookie shoved firmly in her mouth. I'm positive she's mocking me, "You see this mama? You have to do pushups while I get to gnaw on my delicious plastic cookie!"
Today while I was groaning my way through pushups, Briella was jumping her little heart out to the music and laughing. Then Josh said something that made me think. He said, "won't it be cool once she's older and she can do these alongside you? She'll be amazing by the time she's older!"
Ok, I have to admit, my first thought was, "WHAT? You mean I'll still be putting myself through this pushup hell when she's old enough to do jumping jacks? You are crazy, my man!"
Then I started imaging how in love with my self image I would be if I could keep up exercising, and I made this new resolution. I'm going to finish these 30 days. But instead of just stopping once it's done, hopefully that theory that it takes 30 days to form a habit, kicks in. Because I'm going to commit to exercising 3-5 days a week after this program is done. I want Briella to know what healthy is. How is she going to learn if I'm so melodramatic with my own body issues? I need to take fitness off the back burner and keep it from burning. And I'm not talking about hours and hours each day. I'll be ok if all I do is pop the J-Lady's DVD in and sweat it out for 20 minutes, or go for a walk with my baby. I don't want to go back to being lethargic and hating every picture I see of myself.
And I should admit, I REALLY didn't want to complete my 20 minutes today. BUT I DID!
And yes, I realize it has ONLY been 6 days. Can you imagine how awesome I'm going to feel at day 15? Or day 30? I can't wait!
Oh yes, those stretch jeans!!! Didn't I just talk about those?!?! It's hard to get them to fit right...but yay that yours are fitting better!! yahoo!
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