High-ho, it's off to the gym I go! Mush! Tally-ho! No pain, no gain! Suck it up!!
There are so many different euphemisms that can be used to try and give yourself motivation to hit up the gym. I'll admit it. I fell off the fitness wagon. Okay, maybe not so much of a fall as a flat-out refusal to jump back on the wagon in the first place. They always say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. Fitness speaking, I must be well on my way. :)
I've found that motivation is really my biggest issue. I need to have an end goal and then have another goal following that. It's kind of a vicious cycle really, but I think it may be the only way to keep me on track. In order to kick start myself, I decided to sign up for the Get Fit! Challenge on base. It's a 12 week program designed to help you make better eating choices and to help kick start more physical activity. I did it last year and I enjoyed it. They changed it up a bit this year, but the overall goals are the same. I also decided to sign up for a half marathon. I loved the first half of the Mardi Gras Marathon, so I went ahead and signed up for the half. I also found out that the Rock N' Roll franchise is going to be taking over the Marathon, so it will be it's inaugural year. How cool is that? I ran the last MGM and get to run in the first RNR MGM! :)
So wherein lies the problem? In the fact that my wide bottom has been quite happy sitting on the couch the summer. However, there were a few people on Biggest Loser last night that had really motivating and relatable stories. There was a gal (Abby) that has been through a horrific event. 2 years ago, she was a wife and a mother to a 5 year old daughter and a 2 week old son. Then, in the blink of an eye, her husband and children were killed in a horrible traffic accident. Yet, she has the courage to get up in the morning and to want to make a difference in her life...including losing weight and getting healthy. There was another guy that was a football player and once he stopped playing football, he kept eating like he was playing...thus gaining weight. I am so in awe of Abby and her strength and determination. If she can get up everyday and make the choice to do something good for herself, then there is no reason why I can't either. I can relate to the football guy...when training for a marathon, you have to eat carbs to help with your energy stores. When you aren't training, you don't need as much food. Unfortunately, my brain didn't get that memo. Either that or it did get and just chose to throw it away.
This morning, I got up, dropped my kiddos off at school (one kicking and screaming) and did something to better myself. I went to the gym. I jogged for 2 miles and thought I was going to die. It made me sad that I have let myself get so out of shape, but it made me that much more determined to get back into shape. I did weight training and although my arms and legs are like jello, I know that it will be worth it in the end. It's always painful jumping back on the wagon. But at least it slowed down long enough for me to jump back on.
