However, I love the feeling when I’m done. I love the feeling when I realize I’m working out at a higher level than the last time and that I can do it. I love seeing muscles develop in my body. I love that I don’t get tired following my kids around. I love that I choose most often to take the stairs. I love that running 4-5 miles feels like no big deal. I love that I can run a half-marathon. I love that I’m taking care of my body. I love that I’m setting a good example for my kids to be active.
There are days when working out feels like a chore. But, I’ve found a way to push myself and motivate myself.
That doesn’t mean that running and races is for everyone.
That doesn’t mean that going to the gym and sweating out on the elliptical trainer is for everyone. (my least favorite activity, but I enjoy running more when I cross train).
Quick story about my mom. She’s always been thin, she does a good job on that front. However, she has struggled for a long time to find an exercise routine that she can stick with. She’s joined gyms when I’ve enthusiastically talked about working out, only to not go. When we were on our trip, we talked about muscles and how even more important at her age it is to strengthen her muscles. We talked about getting into pilates, or yoga or something else low impact. She would nod and I knew she wasn’t that interested.
My mom was a dancer growing up (it must skip a generation, I’m *not* a dancer). She was in ballet up until college when she realized that in order to take it to the next level, it needed to become her life.
This week, she signed up for the adult ballet class at Dancing Girl’s studio!
And, she loved it!
She said it was hard, but she smiled through it. She enjoyed the music, the movement and the exercise. She said barre work was hard and we’re all telling her that her muscles will remember.
She even signed up to take a 2nd class each week.
She found something she loves and that is good for her body.
What do you love?
On another note: here’s the promised picture from the first day of school. The kids had a great day.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever pointed this out here, but my kids are 27 months apart. Dancing Girl is really petite. We are small people, I’m only 5’2.5″, MMT is about 5’7″ and he towers over most of our family. Dude is pretty average height for an 8 year old. You wouldn’t believe the insensitive things people say to her about her size. She’s learned how to deal with it, it’s been really hard at times. Definite character building. Doctors seem to think she’ll be just a bit shorter than me as an adult.
On a final note: weigh in day today. Down 1 pound!
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I'm Carrie, a married mom of two in Southern CA. I made my health a priority a few years ago and am passionate about nutrition and fitness. I blog about running, food and my life and all of the ups and downs that all brings. Thanks for following my journey. Contact me: carrie [at] familyfitnessfood [dot] com