Over the last few months I've noticed the love handles making a cameo appearance. Cameo? Because they are not going to stay around because I actually feel totally disgusted at myself. I don't feel good in my skin and I am going to do something about it.
Stress is the biggest contributor to my weight. I make concessions and think: "Oh yes, I've been working hard, I totally deserve that chocolate" So I can have a heart attack?! NO thanks!
I went for a big walk with our family this afternoon, and I've already got my gear ready to get up early tomorrow morning. Boom! It's on like Donkey Kong.
When I think about the excuses I come up with to not exercise, well I am too kind on myself. Matt's working in the evenings, which means I can't go to the gym like I was, however it was like a petri dish for excuses for not getting out and moving.
No more!
Those days I need to race home for pick up are the days I need to pull my sorry ass out of bed an extra hour earlier so I can clock up some steps.
Those days I don't have to race home - well I can fit in a half hour at the gym.
I read a quote recently that said we should treat our gym/exercises sessions with the same respect we treat an appointment. Turn up, don't make excuses. Because it is that time for you to look after yourself (plus it's my time to turn over conversations, stress etc and get them out of my body).
I'm going to do it. I'm going to aim for four exercise sessions a week. Four GOOD exercise, and build up to more. It's really not that hard when you think - half an hour every day, so I am going to kick start - this is it. No more excuses.
Bring back energetic, healthy, happy Lexi. Game on with my inner voice who tells me to go back to bed. This time I'm playing to win!
And if you need motivation hit me up on Pinterest. Anyone would think I'm a buff gym babe. Sadly, no. But I am going to try and transform myself. Fit before 40. (That fit before 40 thing just sounded catchy, but if it takes me five years to get fit, someone - shake me.)
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I just put out the running clothes too and the alarm is set for my usual 5.10am, but instead of up and straight to work (two hours there and back can suck a gym workout right out of you) I am going to run and I will be at work at 9am instead of 8am.
I am in the same boat! Was wearing tackies the other day and my belly flopped over the top, I was appalled I'd let myself get to that point. But I've no time or money for the gym and am fantastic at thinking up exercise options out of the house and never following through, so instead I have started stretching and floor exercises at home. So far it's been a week and I am still going strong! Feeling a lot more positive and energized as well.
Yay fit before 40! Or just not being a blubber bum mum
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