I've been doing some working out, usually when the kids are asleep, and I'm finding that indoor workouts are awesome for multiple reasons... weather issues, lack of childcare, and complete and total busy-bodiness!
How awesome it has been, for the past few days, to work out in my room when the kids are in bed! Really I could do the workout anywhere, I don't need that much space - I just need my hand weights (and a little music really helps) and then it's off we go on the journey to getting fit!
I do A LOT OF ARM WORK! I'm kind of built like a T-Rex, in the fact that my arms are drastically weaker than my legs. If I ever needed to fight someone to save my life, I would probably have to kick them to death or something LOL. Despite how weak my arms feel, after child #1 I noticed that my arms were accumulating some sort of stretchy batwing effect. By the time children #3 and #4 (twins) came, I could fly away. I just need a little fairy dust and I could be gliding from the top of trees... tree to tree like a flying squirrel... well, that or maybe that sparkling, poor excuse for a dangerous vampire, Edward. My bad, Team Edward, peeps out there, but really? If glittering dudes work for you, there's really nothing I can say to cure what ails you LMBO. But I digress... So the arm work is going to help me suck those bad boys back in, afterall, I don't need to fly if my sexy legs are walking again!
Speaking of which, I don't have any clue how much weight I've already lost, haven't stepped on a scale in a while... but I can feel the changes and the way I'm fitting into my clothes is a great indicator. I think I might have even stated it in a previous post, "I'm not as interested in putting a bunch of numbers in my face. The only descending numbers I want to see are my clothing sizes." This whole journey is about changing my life: putting daily exercise in my routine and GETTING IT DONE or as I like to say, "GET SOME!!!" LOL and refocusing on who Stephanie is. That means that more often, I'm going to do my hair, I'm going to paint my toenails, I'm going to put on something a little bit more dressy than jeans and a baggy t-shirt. I mean, really, it gets better people! Don't ever feel like you can't do any better for yourselves! I felt that way for a while - I was like, "man, there's nothing I can do. I'm too busy... I'm too tired, I'm too depressed, I'm too this and too that." But the reality was that I was just too blind. I needed to see myself just how I had become: lifeless, filled with excuses, completely drained and overworked, no effort put in to keep up with my own appearance because I had forgotten who I was. I had become about as exciting as a worn out momma pig, just flopped over onto one side with no ambition in life but to suckle all the baby piglets in the pen for the rest of her natural life. I was literally flopped over, maybe I don't nurse my kids anymore, but pretty much a defeated spirit... locked in the four walls of a mental prison... and a reality that I'm not nearly as in charge as I think I am... the kids dictate just about every second of my life from the time they wake up to the time they go to bed.
But I realized. I may be busy... I may have a lot of demands on my time and my attention... I may have very little me time at all... but I'm going to make the MOST of my ME TIME! And one surefire way to make the most of my me time is to focus on making ME a whole heck of a lot healthier and sexier. Confidence is a must!!!
Oooop, gotta run, the oldest child wants family time in the basement. See, what I mean? LOL
Luv,
Steph
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