I know I skipped blogging yesterday, but I really didn’t have anything new to write. I’m utterly and totally anxious about starting running again, or really even any sort of exercise program, but that’s nothing new. I spent 5 hours walking around in stores on Thursday in my Skora’s, and my feet were really tender by the time I got home. So you understand my anxiety, right? What if I start trying to walk 45 minutes, and my foot balloons? What if? What if? What if?
Okay, whining session over. So I’m trying to figure out what to do for a dynamic warm-up session? Follow the Bikini Beach Mommy plans? The Women’s Health high intensity training programs? Just basic calisthenics? And where do I do them? The “gym” where I work closes at the time that I get off of work. Should I do them in the parking lot? ARG! Questions questions questions. I know it will all come together, but I can’t help but be a little worried about changing myself.
I’ve also let myself slide on my diet, this past week. I have been on a “staycation,” and I had a tooth pulled. So why not let myself slide as far as the diet goes, right? When I went to the grocery for “just a couple of items,” yesterday, I went ahead & bought most of what I need to get back on plan. Lean protein, salad fixings, beets (because I’m craving them), other vegetables, and an attitude adjustment. The attitude adjustment wasn’t purchased, just a part of the whole. 🙂
So my little guy is snoozing away, having a mid-morning nap, while I blog to the world about changing my diet and exercise lifestyle, and I can’t help but wonder how this will change our relationship. Will it get better because I feel better? Or will he resent me because I’m spending a little less time with him? Because I’m not here to put him to bed 3 or more times a week?
Blogging as therapy…right?
I can do this, right?
Grit Girl Runs Fat 