Ugh. I hate that as I near the end I find myself taking off three days in a row (Day 86 was more of a lazy day). Monday I had intentions of working out in the morning. I woke and started the morning routine but before I made it to my workout the rest of the family awoke. Then by evening I was feeling ill and throwing up. I’ll blame the taco salad I had since no one else seems to be ill (thank goodness!). Tuesday morning I woke up and again started my routine but my belly started feeling funny and Plyocide just didn’t seem like a good idea. So, I crawled back into bed and reset the alarm. Hopefully tomorrow will be Plyo day. I’d like to do at least a couple of workouts this last week. But, I won’t be redoing this week like I did the last time I took a week off. Day 90 will be the results test day regardless… I have P90X2 to start!
So, I’m starting to reflect back on this a little bit already. I named the blog “Reclaiming Me” but what am I really reclaiming? I realized about halfway into this that my title is a little (a lot?) misleading. It seems to imply that I’ve lost me and that is definitely not the case. I have two beautiful kids and an amazing husband. I need to improve on reading God’s word, but my kids have deepened my faith and prayer life. Being a mom has given me a whole new perspective on creation, love, and inner strength. For these reasons my relationship with God has changed and that is an exciting revelation. In those aspects the old me isn’t someone I want to return to.
I meant for the title to capture my journey to regain the level of fitness I was at prior to my most recent pregnancy. I think I’m near that goal now, though I still have progress to make to be where I’d ideally be physically. I am not one of those people who gain the minimum required weight during pregnancy and shed it as soon as the baby comes out. I know plenty of people who find that breastfeeding is all they need to drop back to pre-pregnancy weight. Those people make me a little ill. I gain about double the recommended weight and breastfeeding ends up being my excuse to continue to eat more than I should. So, my journey has been one of returning to the fitness level I feel is healthy. I think weight loss goes hand in hand with strength building. My problem with a lot of the advertized weight loss systems is that they rely solely on food choices. Eating healthy is certainly important, and it’s an avenue I need to get better at traveling, but it’s not everything. To me being skinny isn’t a snapshot of healthy. It’s a step better than being obese, certainly better as far as medical statistics go, but it’s not necessarily the picture of health. Something I love about Beachbody is that they combine exercise, nutrition, community, and finances. I’ve seen their plan change the lives of people I know and I know that I’m not taking full advantage of all their opportunities. But, I’m getting out what I’m putting in.
This journey doesn’t really have a destination. Just an ongoing narrative of trying to be a healthy mom for my kids, an energetic wife for my husband, and a friend who can hopefully support and encourage others. Maybe along the way I’ll admire a few signposts of personal accomplishments.
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