Well 2/3 of my dates with the gym this week are so far complete. I actually managed to make it again last night despite the lead in my ass that wanted to sink into bed and never get up again. I had a pretty sweet workout and when I got home and my husband asked me, "How was it?" I automatically responded with," I crushed it!" So, therefore, I must have done good. Also, I can't move my arms. And my knee hurts. And it hurts to move my neck. It hurts to cough, or sit up. And I'm so tired I can barely stand it. I slept in and just barely made it to work on time this morning. All I can think about is sleeping. But, I gotta stick it out. I know if I just keeping working out it will eventually improve my energy and endurance levels and I won't feel like such ass all the time. I made an appointment to go tanning at the gym on Friday, so now I HAVE to go. That will make my goal of going 3 times this week a fantastic success.
The thing I don't like about the gym is that I feel like I'm barely seeing my son anymore. I work all day and then come home and hit the gym all evening. It's sad. Also, the housework is totally suffering. I'm WAY behind on laundry and still trying to catch up with all the insurance claim bullshit from the basement flooding issue. I hate sacrificing taking care of my family and my home for taking care of myself. There just really isn't time to do it ALL.
In other news, we did finally manage to take our boy to the barber on Tuesday and get his fuzzy little head cut again. My 2 year old now looks like he's ready for junior prom.
Before
After!
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