Baby Steps? Working My Butt Off- Literally

Seriously... BABY STEPS. I need tob take baby steps instead of the giant leaps I tried to take yesterday. Here's why:

 

My legs are like freakin' rubber today- rubbery and incredibly sore. I used to be a runner when I was younger- I went "running" yesterday and barely made it to the Stop sign at the end of my road before thinking I was gonna keel over right there on the asphalt. I walked back to our driveway feeling defeated then decided, nope, I'm NOT giving up, damn it! So, when I got back to our mailbox, I turned around and ran right back to the Stop sign. Then, I walked back home. I did that I don't know how many times, but it was at least six songs on my workout playlist.

 

I got back to our yard where the hubby and our littles were hanging out. I went to the little platform area behind our house where my husband's weight bench is and decided that I was going to do an entire fitness routine I saw on Pinterest. It only called for 20 reps of each different exercise and I went through all of those and still felt all energized so I repeated it... twice.

 

(By the way, if you ever do those things called "fire hydrants" or "donkey kicks" I found that the most unlikely song became the BEST for getting me into a great rhythm with 'em- Somebody I Used to Know by Gotye. It sounds weird but seriously I put that song on repeat for those two things and I didn't even want to stop. Pretty amazing!)

 

After that routine, I STILL didn't want to stop. So, I was like, oh hey! Those bicycle kick things we used to do in school! Yeah, uh, those blow. Just letting you know. Finally, I said, enough and quit for the day.

 

Walking up the (three, only three seriously) stairs to my house to get more water, I literally fell over with a chair to catch me. Fail #1. I walked back down the stairs, fell into my husband. Fail #2. A little later, I went next door to my father-in-law's house and my legs almost gave out in their bathroom. Fail #3. I thought I was all good but then I woke up at 4 this morning to make my husband's breakfast before work, and getting out of bed almost had my crying. And, not to be givin' TMI, but simply sitting down to pee- my legs basically screamed "Hell no! This is too much like a squat!" So, Fails #4 & #5.

 

Here's the moral of my story: Don't wake up way too early one morning and get sucked into watching fitness infomercials for possibly three hours. It will make you feel terrible about how slow-going your own fitness journey is and then you'll think its a good idea to do 60 squats and lunges plus exercises named after animals urination habits. (The "fire hydrant" basically looks like a dog lifting its leg to a... fire hydrant.)

 

Today is more running and some more focused ab work. However, when it says "beginners should only do 15-20 reps" I'm going to tell Gotye to shut the heck up and probably only do 15-20 reps.

Also- is their ANYTHING more depressing than "before" pictures? I always feel very fine with my current size even though I am working to be more fit and toned. However, I looked at my before pictures I recently took and was like, "Whoa. This makes me so sad I need some chocolate."

I think I've addressed on my blog before that I don't really give a hot damn what my scale says. I am so OVER wanting to be "skinny" and see a small number on the scale. My goal is to be FIT. I'll consider it to be a success if I've got tone, definition and less jiggle in my walk. That being said, I did weigh myself and take measurements 'cause I like seeing numbers on paper like that. Still, I stand by my summed-up goal with working out:

 

Fit, not skinny. Kick-ass, not no-ass. :)

 

Anyway, I will now (probably) return you to your regularly scheduled Hickey Land programming of mommy posts and sarcastic observations.

 

Have a great day! And, if you can walk without grunting right now, you're already having a greater day than me!