Hard to believe we're a week into March already. Changing all the calendars this week got me thinking back to 10 weeks ago (yes we're actually 10 weeks into 2011!) when I made my New Year's Resolution. Like millions of other people, I went with the good old cliche' of "get in shape". I wish it had been more original, more creative...maybe take a dance class, start scrapbooking, learn to paint...something, anything other than this again. You see this has been my resolution for the past 3 years!
It's not that I don't WANT to do it It's just been hard to accept that I actually NEED to do it. It was never an issue when I was younger, I ate what I wanted, never exercised and life was good. Then we decided to have a baby. I had Makayla in August 2006, got a treadmill soon after and lost almost all I'd gained. I was satisfied and sold the machine foolishly thinking that was the end of that awful exercising. I went back to eating what I wanted and no workouts. The pounds slowly crept back on which eventually led to that first resolution for 2009.
We bought a home gym, my husband (who ironically works out 5 days a week, eats whatever he wants and is basically Mr. Fitness!) planned a routine for me and I got started. I also started counting calories. It was hard but I started tracking my progress...weighing and measuring each week. After about 3 weeks I started to see a real difference. It felt great and was very motivating. By the time we went to Great Wolf that March, I actually felt comfortable in my swim suit. It wasn't too much longer, however, that I stopped working out again. I felt satisfied and thought I was good. Fast-Forward to January 2010 and Repeat. By April, Kaitlyn's softball games had started and I felt there just wasn't enough time to keep up my workout schedule. I was looking better and felt things were good enough to stop anyway. See a pattern here?
So what is going to make the third time the charm? Maybe it's just the fact that I've finally accepted I can't stop. It's getting harder to see progress. After 10 weeks, I've only lost 6 lbs. It's frustrating and miserable at times. I get tired of drinking a Slim Fast every morning and eating things like steamed broccoli for lunch. After working an 8 hour day, I don't feel like coming home and working out just before I cook supper, clean the kitchen, bathe Mak and get her to bed, take a bath myself and still make time for a movie with the hubby. It's a little exhausting but I'm determined! With the days getting warmer and longer my plan is to integrate walking into my routine and I'm even considering Zumba. Whatever it takes I just know I have to keep at it this time. I am so looking forward to being able to make a new resolution for 2012! Salsa lessons anyone?
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