Here I am, seven weeks after having Drew, and I am no where close to my pre-pregnancy pants. I put them on while back, and after stretching them out for about two hours, I was finally able to button them. Excited over the fact that they actually buttoned, but knowing they did not look good, I decided to show Marty anyway. "Look, honey, I got them to button! Isn't that cool!" My husband, who I love for his honesty, replied, "Wow, honey. Hey, I'm suddenly craving... muffins!"
Gotta love honesty.
Weight has never been a struggle for me, but it is starting to be a little bit harder to lose as I age. Of course, the four-kids-in-four-years thing probably doesn't help, but I am really wanting to get in shape to keep my heart healthy so I can live forever and torment my children. I mean, so I can live to see my great-grandchildren grow. Yeah, that's it!
This morning I saw that OnDemand had workouts from Jillian Michaels, the trainer from The Biggest Loser TV show. While laying in bed, snuggling my kids all warm and cozy under the covers, we watched part of a workout. But I didn't feel any skinnier. Strange.
Man, I would love to look like that. Anywhoo, the workout seemed pretty good and as I went about my morning, I could imagine Jillian yelling at me, "You think you can just watch a workout? I get people to lose hundreds of pounds and you are not even willing to get off your tail and try it?!? MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!" I gotta say, just having Jillian yell at me in my imagination was pretty good motivation.
After breakfast I decide to give it a try, if for no other reason but to get Imaginary Jillian to stop yelling at me. The boys and I cleaned up the toys that were strewn about the living room and we tried the workout. The twins thought it was great, they were right along side me marching in place and trying lunges and jumping jacks. It was really cute, but not the greatest as I kept tripping over them and knocking them to the ground. Drew just watched from his bouncy seat, and fell asleep.
We got through the warm up and about two minutes of the actual workout. Holy Canolies, Batman! I decided not to push it and render myself useless for the next couple of days, so I fast forwarded it to the cool dawn and stretching part, where I heard Jillian say, "This was not an easy workout, but you stuck to it and made it this far. Good for you, you should be really proud of yourself." Why yes, Jillian, I decided to work the muscle group in my finger fast-forwarding about twenty five minutes of the workout. I am very proud.
But I did the cool down, and let me tell you, I am feeling the burn. I think this might be the road to fitness for me, since I don't have to go to the gym or walk around the block (which is actually about five miles, since we live in the sticks.)
I am refusing to feel guilty about fast forwarding the workout, since I am only seven weeks post partum and I did it, after all. I want to be able to do the whole workout by the end of March. We will have to see if I can stick to it! Anyone want to join me?