If you had been following my blog you will know that I have taken a very long hiatus. Like a really long nearly 3yr period of extreme procrastination. And if you know me personally, you would probably say that seems about right. But this time around I think I may be a little more motivated seeing that I turned the big 3-0 LAST year and am now the big 3-1 and am even more out of shape than I was 3 years ago. I have been trying to eat better the last week or so and it has inspired me to once again try to "get fit". So here it goes...take 2.
Day 1: 4/21/15
I wake up and pre-make my meals for the day. I have just gone grocery shopping so I want a little bit of everything but obviously that would defeat the purpose of eating less and being healthy so I settle for 2 scrambled eggs for breakfast, a green salad for lunch, and 2 baby tangerines for a snack. Oh, and I made myself a parfait with plain greek yogurt and frozen berries which I am super excited about. The day progresses as usual and come lunch I can hardly wait to eat my delicious looking parfait. I open the container and take the first bite closing my eyes, anticipating that heavenly McDonalds-like taste...it was not heavenly. It was really, really gross in fact. It tasted like I had taken sour cream and put some old, bland berries in it, yuck! I was so disappointed, like almost devastatingly so because I decided I will no longer fill my days with chocolate bars, cheesy popcorn, and ranch Pringles. But sense I didn't want to waste it, be hungry later, or break down and get something actually delicious, I choked it down...ughhh, even thinking about it gives me the chills.
I proceed through my normal after work routine of gathering the children from their various after school locations and by some chance of fate none of the them have any sort of practice or other activity that I have to cart them to and we can actually go straight home! So here I am standing in my kitchen, dinner is done and out of the way, the kids are outside playing, and for once I realize, I'm not so tired I feel like I will fall asleep on my feet. So I decide that I may as well take the plunge and do some, dare I say it...exercise!!!!
I go upstairs to change and grab the gymnastics mat from the kids playroom, then set myself up in front of the living room TV. Since I have had the Insanity workout sitting in one of the drawers for about 2 years now I decide its time to crack it open. Vaguely I remember taking the "fit test" to it when it first came in the mail. Shuddering I recall just how much it kicked my ass, and I will not be doing that again. So I'm standing there waiting for the DVD to start playing when I feel my little dog latch onto my leg in a, hug? Well this is new I thought as I look down to find that no, she isn't hugging my leg, she is humping it...seriously?? I shake her off and bend over to tell her "no", that's when the bigger dog decides its a good time to start sniffing my butt. Okay, dogs are going outside! No sooner do I get back from letting the dogs out, I find my oldest son has confiscated my mat and is doing his own work out. I'm glad he's exercising and all, but "get out of my space"! Low and behold just as I start really getting into my workout my daughter comes in through the door, dramatically crying, and throws herself on the floor. (What is going on?!?!?) Apparently she bumped her nose on her friends head, I give her some sympathy because, yes, getting hit in the nose hurts, but there is no blood and she is now doing that cry/laugh thing so I know all will be fine. She goes running back out the door and I return to my DVD where my youngest son has snuck in and is now high kneeing along with the guy on the TV. As soon as I acknowledge him though he makes a run for the door embarrassed, back to exercising I go.
At about the 20 minute mark I feel like I will die....like can't breath, sweat pouring down my face, I'm going to collapse kind of die. I am SO out of shape! I sit my panting self on the couch as the kids come back in the door, they join me although not letting it slip by them the fact that I am "suppose to be doing what the guy on TV is doing". I shoot daggers at them with my eyes, settle in, and proceed to spend the next 20 minutes watching the people on the screen in front of me jump around and sweat with smiles on their faces. I want to hit them. But tomorrow I will hopefully be seeing them again.
Day 1: 4/21/15
I wake up and pre-make my meals for the day. I have just gone grocery shopping so I want a little bit of everything but obviously that would defeat the purpose of eating less and being healthy so I settle for 2 scrambled eggs for breakfast, a green salad for lunch, and 2 baby tangerines for a snack. Oh, and I made myself a parfait with plain greek yogurt and frozen berries which I am super excited about. The day progresses as usual and come lunch I can hardly wait to eat my delicious looking parfait. I open the container and take the first bite closing my eyes, anticipating that heavenly McDonalds-like taste...it was not heavenly. It was really, really gross in fact. It tasted like I had taken sour cream and put some old, bland berries in it, yuck! I was so disappointed, like almost devastatingly so because I decided I will no longer fill my days with chocolate bars, cheesy popcorn, and ranch Pringles. But sense I didn't want to waste it, be hungry later, or break down and get something actually delicious, I choked it down...ughhh, even thinking about it gives me the chills.
I proceed through my normal after work routine of gathering the children from their various after school locations and by some chance of fate none of the them have any sort of practice or other activity that I have to cart them to and we can actually go straight home! So here I am standing in my kitchen, dinner is done and out of the way, the kids are outside playing, and for once I realize, I'm not so tired I feel like I will fall asleep on my feet. So I decide that I may as well take the plunge and do some, dare I say it...exercise!!!!
I go upstairs to change and grab the gymnastics mat from the kids playroom, then set myself up in front of the living room TV. Since I have had the Insanity workout sitting in one of the drawers for about 2 years now I decide its time to crack it open. Vaguely I remember taking the "fit test" to it when it first came in the mail. Shuddering I recall just how much it kicked my ass, and I will not be doing that again. So I'm standing there waiting for the DVD to start playing when I feel my little dog latch onto my leg in a, hug? Well this is new I thought as I look down to find that no, she isn't hugging my leg, she is humping it...seriously?? I shake her off and bend over to tell her "no", that's when the bigger dog decides its a good time to start sniffing my butt. Okay, dogs are going outside! No sooner do I get back from letting the dogs out, I find my oldest son has confiscated my mat and is doing his own work out. I'm glad he's exercising and all, but "get out of my space"! Low and behold just as I start really getting into my workout my daughter comes in through the door, dramatically crying, and throws herself on the floor. (What is going on?!?!?) Apparently she bumped her nose on her friends head, I give her some sympathy because, yes, getting hit in the nose hurts, but there is no blood and she is now doing that cry/laugh thing so I know all will be fine. She goes running back out the door and I return to my DVD where my youngest son has snuck in and is now high kneeing along with the guy on the TV. As soon as I acknowledge him though he makes a run for the door embarrassed, back to exercising I go.
At about the 20 minute mark I feel like I will die....like can't breath, sweat pouring down my face, I'm going to collapse kind of die. I am SO out of shape! I sit my panting self on the couch as the kids come back in the door, they join me although not letting it slip by them the fact that I am "suppose to be doing what the guy on TV is doing". I shoot daggers at them with my eyes, settle in, and proceed to spend the next 20 minutes watching the people on the screen in front of me jump around and sweat with smiles on their faces. I want to hit them. But tomorrow I will hopefully be seeing them again.
