Longest day of the year. I think we’ll end the day by taking an after dinner walk around the neighborhood. We’ve got two and half more days of school left next week and the girls are starting to bring home their work and emotions are running a little high. That little bump in your throat that you felt at your kid’s pre-school or Kindergarten graduation? It never goes away. Every end of the year class goodbye brings on that feeling. I’ve just accepted that there will be a few tears every June till the girls graduate from high school. Stupid hormones. I was never this sappy before I had kids.
So I forgot to tell you that I finished that 30 day shred thing. Ok, so it took longer than 30 days because I cheated and skipped the weekends, but I FINISHED it and even stuck with the 5 pound weights. And then when I was done I was all, “now what?”. So I’m doing it all over again till I figure out what’s next because it’s so much easier to keep up the momentum than stop and try to start up again. Not that there weren’t days when I wanted to flake out and skip exercising. Yes, some days took herculean efforts to get off the couch, but the thing that got me up was my Type A competitive personality beating down on my lazy couch potato side and shaming it to get up and exercise. Hey, I’m not a quitter, I told myself. Whatever works.
So, did it work? In a word, yes. I feel stronger and I think I have arm muscles (I think?). I am better at pushups but still can’t go all the way to the ground; if I can eventually do that than I will truly feel like a badass. I didn’t take before or after photos like a lot of people do because frankly, the thought of doing that is horrifying, but I feel “trimmer” if that makes any sense (you know…less muffintop). The odd thing is that I didn’t lose any weight, which I wasn’t looking to do, but I find it interesting that I didn’t. I guess what this is telling me is that I’m at the weight that I am meant to be now. It makes me want to throw the scale out the window, especially since the only reason why I bought it 10 years ago is because I was fascinated by all the weight I was gaining during my first pregnancy (oh wait, I can’t throw it out because sometimes Mark uses it to estimate the weight of big, heavy packages that he needs to ship. We’re fancy like that).
So I’ve decided that I’m not going to care about numbers. If I feel and look healthy then that’s the measure of success that I’m going by. The most exciting piece of news is that my very mysterious, undiagnosed chronic 2 year tail bone pain went away sometime during the last 3 months. I think time was the agent that cured it, but I’m sure all this exercise helped too. It still tends to ache if I sit for hours at a time, but I no longer have to sit on a donut pillow!! That is one pain in the ass that I’m not going to miss.
Happy first day of summer!