Thursday, June 12, 2008

Okay, I am just going to say it... Every night I tuck in my children and every morning I tuck in my muffin top! I only enjoy the night time routine. Summer is a painful season. It's baring it all at the neighborhood pool in hopes that your kid will learn to swim before people realize that is not an innertube built into your suit. Let us strip away the layers of fleece & wool only to see what hibernation, children & a long winter have left behind. Speaking of behinds, the other day while donning my summer duds I compared the look of my backside to 2 pigs wrestling in a blanket. Sorry, I am a visual person.

Never fear, I am a firm believer that I got myself into this mess, so I can exercise my way out of it. Hence the Sunday night re-dedication to fitness. Here is a week in review. Monday went fairly well until we got kicked out of the 'Mommy gym'. Yep, E formed a union of kids with an aversion to mothers working out. Tuesday, G-bean and I attempted to do Pilate's, which became a demonstration in how flexible 4 year olds are and how 30 year olds should feel lucky to fasten their own bra. Upon completing 50 minutes of pretzel impressions and back bends, G-bean hovered around me for the rest of the day concerned about my back. Is my age and lack of physical prowess that obvious? Wednesday hmmmmmm Wednesday. I ate a back of chips while watching a fitness show. As if that wasn't ambitious enough, I attempted to clean my house to the beat of my workout mix. I think I broke a sweat. We did go for a bike ride, but due to the 90 lbs of fun (kids & trailer) hooked to my bike we had to avoid major hills. To the average passerby, it looked like I was pedaling in slow motion on the slightest grade. Today...well I've got an hour before bed maybe I'll come up with something. I just flexed and I think I pulled something- let's call it a day.

The point of this whole diatribe is this, fitness is exhausting. It's one more area of life that you have to exert yourself and hope for results. Sounds like marriage and kids! Sometimes I feel like I could see more results by banging my head against the wall for 3 reps of 12.

So I am asking for ideas, because my whole sit & be fit routine isn't working. Plus, I know my path in life is paved with baked goods, so how do I find the balance and my 16 year old behind?

5 comments:

Allie said...

Find something to be nervous about. When I am nervous....I don't eat! Just kidding, don't! I just say to myself...ALL things in moderation and focus more on the ALL than the moderation. I have no incentive to work out anymore either but I try to fit it in just so I know I did. Even if it is 20 minutes at the gym...it is a workout!

Kristen said...

First of all...spare me (and I'm not talking about the spare tire!) For those of us who are heavier than you (which is probably the good majority)you are only making us feel fat!I am trying to convince myself of this way of thinking: "I am a mother of 4. 40 is right around the corner. If I am taking a nationwide poll, I am sure I look a lot better than the average woman in my stage of life." We should all be exercising to stay "fit and healthy" but it seems there is so much pressure to have a "16 year old behind" PLEASE..as if that's even possible (unless you're Brooke) I feel like the bar is set so high that any of us who have normal looking bodies with a little cellulite, vericose veins, and a little around the middle, feel totally insecure. I feel like we should just do what we can to be healthy and let the "chips fall as they may--or where they may. (doritos that is!)"
It will sure make it easier on everyone don't you think??? April you look fantastic..quit obsessing would ya?

chipsgirls said...

Looking for someone to go on a bike ride with minus kids. Hum....could you be a candidate??? Always more fun to excercise with a partner!!!

Ritch in Love said...

I have no idea what motivates me. Oh wait...my husband's ex wife is HUGE. I refuse to be like her. That's my motivation. It's pure evil and it works! (Evil Laughter!!!)

Anonymous said...

Remember, it is 20% what you do at the gym and 80% what you put in your mouth. But I am with you! Don't fret - you are a hot mamma! Getting to the gym is impossible - I know how you feel.