So, part of my personal reform has been to get myself in shape. I was losing weight and inches, partially from chasing around an increasingly active baby and just not having a lot of time/not remembering to eat. I plateaued out on that, and it’s just not healthy, so I decided it was time to get serious about 6 or 7 weeks ago about working out. My sweet friend Kyla has been coming over and working out with me every night. It’s so awesome of her to do that, since she comes over after Baby Girl goes to bed. Otherwise, I dunno how I would do it. She’s very motivating. We got out of the habit (well I did, both of us were busy, she still found time to workout though. Band me!!) and I haven’t worked out in about a week and a half. Eek! It’s amazing how quickly you can get out of shape! Cause I was. We did our butt workout, and we increase it periodically. Well Kyla decided we’d just stay where we were since we hadn’t done it in a while. Oh goodness, thought I was gonna die! I should have, at the very least, been doin that one on my own. I have no excuse! Gah.
I had been feeling so blah and fat the last few days. It’s amazing what working out, just once even, can do for your self esteem. I’m feelin way better today. Sassy and in a skirt! For the first time in my whole life I’m loving my legs and arms! Definitely have to keep the working out up.
And then this all just causes me to break into song, cause I’m an uber dork like that.
Ignore the subtitles… but that’s how I feel today!