On good days I think, "Eh, its run/walking for 2 hours.  I can do that."  On bad days I think, "Ack, its 13.1 freaken miles...on foot!"
We'll see how tomorrow pans out.  It is a little pathetic that my husband is out of town and I literally have to drive myself, do it and go home alone.  Sort of sad for a first day out.  But, it also makes me feel powerful, confident, capable.  I can do this.  I am strong on my own.
Fingers crossed the baby sitter gets here in time.  Arranging childcare, without overstaying your welcome with your sweet friends, is tricky with 3 kids.
In other news, I've have a big shift in head space.  I'm really into working out, heavy lifting, fast running.  Challenging my body and using it what it was meant for aka not being a sedemtary lump.  And let me quickly clarify, really into, I mean really into watching CrossFit videos online, googling Britney Spears abs ala 2004, reading up on vegan recips blogs.  
I want to get there.  But I am not there...yet.
I am starting to come out of the new baby, how do I manage life funk.  Ev is 8 months, rocking solids, sleeping, happy!  I feel like I can leave her and go get my workout on.  Or run with her and not mess up naptime too much.  It is a liberating feeling.  And I feel like I was 'trapped' at home, eating, being lethargic for too long.
I am only 31..I still have time to rock a bangin' bod!
Looking forward to the future...well, maybe the future starting around noon tomorrow.
Wish me luck!
 
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