I’m back…

…although I didn’t really go anywhere!

Sometimes, it seems like normal life-things can get in the way of things you’re wanting to do. (You know, like blogging.) I really need to try to manage my time a little better so I can include writing into my weekly “successes.”

Anyway, this week I became very discouraged with myself and my time management skills. (Or, lack thereof.) Namely, I’m pretty disappointed in the time I’ve been devoting to my own personal fitness journey. I wasn’t able to get my training on track, so I decided to forgo running in the Columbus Half-Marathon this season (not to mention, I just couldn’t afford the high-priced entry fee!). I’ve been super, SUPER bummed about this decision, but I know it was the best thing for me this year.

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After a visit to my doctor for a work physical, as well as viewing some pictures some other folks had taken of me, it really hit me hard that I am not devoting enough time to my own fitness and I’m showing it physically. My son started preschool at the beginning of September, so I’ve really been struggling with getting a new daily schedule together that includes me working out for myself, rather than just going to the classes I’m teaching. I love, LOVE teaching my fitness classes, but the truth is, when I teach, it is NOT my workout. Sure, I’m demonstrating all the moves and even participating with the other folks for the majority of the class, but I’m not focused on my own form, my own breathing, my own intensity like I would be if I were taking the class.

I’m trying to rededicate myself to my own fitness. If I’m going to be an extraordinary teacher, I need to be in EXCELLENT shape, not just GOOD shape. Yesterday, I went back into my folder of workouts and pulled out a great one – weighted squats using a pilates ball, 3-way weighted lunges, push-ups, and seated shoulder presses. I also included some extra jumping jacks, squats, and a 14-minute Bowflex Max workout for cardio, and some heel slides and knee drops for core work/diastasis recti rehab. (I’ve been slacking on that, too. Grrr…)

Today I did a LOT of walking. Tomorrow, I’ll be back in my home gym with a TRX workout and some more cardio.

Next week is going to include lots more strength training, and some running. And hopefully more blogging.

Living with DR (Diastasis Recti)

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I can’t show you anything…on my belly, belly, belly splint…

The other day, I saw a photo of myself that someone else had snapped during one of my fitness classes. I barely recognized myself. The woman I saw in the photo looked like she was about 3 months pregnant! Say WHAT?! Let me be clear…I am NOT pregnant. No way. I am very much enjoying calling my body my own right at the moment. And, I definitely don’t feel pregnant – I really don’t want to look it.

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Farewell, sweet chai latte

12711154_10156695525910647_6714666792889455448_oI have never given up anything for Lent. I’ve been active in various churches my entire life, and I consider myself a fairly religious person, but I have never given up anything for Lent. That’s probably because I grew up (and am still a part of) the United Methodist Church. I love my church – don’t get me wrong – but Methodists are not known for their great demonstrations of devotion to their faith, like fasting or giving up things for Lent.

For some reason, this year, I’ve decided to participate in this tradition. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because lately, I’ve felt as if I’ve lost control of some of my willpower. I used to be pretty proud of my ability to “stay strong” when confronted with temptation. It seems though, ever since I’ve been a stay at home mama, that willpower has gone out the window.

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Just one of those days…

sleeping1Today was “one of those days.”

Actually, it started as “one of those nights.”

Baby Girl was up more than she was down last night. The Fitbit said I slept a total of 3 hours and 38 minutes – and not all at once. I’m not sure what her deal was, but it definitely didn’t involve laying quietly in her bed with her eyes closed. Needless to say when I “woke up” (ha!) this morning, I was not a happy camper.

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