Since having Coleman 5 months ago, I have gone walking maybe five times. I know that doesn't sound great but it's better than nothing, right.
I actually thought I was doing O.K. in the weight area because I only need to lose about 15 more pounds to get back to my prepregnancy weight. Now, I was and am still concerned about how flabby my stomach got this time around but I know time will return things to normal, right.
For years I have told myself I was going to start working out. I just hadn't quite made the plunge yet. Due to some good genes I have always been able to eat pretty much anything and still look like I'm in good shape. In my mind I was being pretty active because I would go walking about three times a week. Boy was I fooling myself.
The Set Up: One day last week Alicia suggests that I should come work out with her because she's about to start a new program. Oh, what harm could that be? I'll go do this "little" fitness test and we'll see what I feel like doing from there.
So imagine my amazement when she says, "Let's take some pictures."
PICTURES!
O.K. pictures with me holding my stomach in right? Nope!
I had pictures taken with all of the flab hanging. And trust me it wasn't a pretty sight to behold. Whenever L.J. catches a glimpse of the good old stomach he says, "Your stomach is talking!" I have no idea where he got this from.
Back to the set up: Do you remember the "little" fitness test I referenced earlier? Let's just say it was a beast. It included doing as many over hand pull ups (not under handed) as possible. I couldn't even do one. How about this one? Do as many push ups as you can. Seven was my max.
When we embarked upon the jumping jacks I thought, "Finally something I can do with ease." NOT! All I had to do was do jumping jacks for 2 mins. and during the last 30 seconds go as fast as I could. I don't know who Alicia let in the house but it felt like four other people where there. One was on my right arm, one on my left arm and so forth.
I was sore just from the fitness assessment. The next few days during work outs I used muscles I didn't even know I had. It was so sore I could hardly pick up Coleman.
Now it's one thing to start working out, but when you start messing with a girls triple dip sundae from Braums it's time for me to end the friendship (just playing). I agreed to work out, not change my eating habits. And only one special treat per week. Do people actually do this?
O.K. I'm willing to compromise. You can buy your delicious Jamba Juice smoothie and I'll go a few doors down to Stone Cold Creamery and get some fresh strawberries mixed with a little something.
She made me feel so bad I didn't get my ice cream and I've actually started looking at my calorie in take. However, that one treat per week sounds a bit if . .fy.
All kidding aside I'm looking forward to turning over a new leaf. . . . gradually :)
My mom and my son reminded me that my body is God's temple. L.J. reminded me when he was running, tripped and fell to the ground. As he was lying on the floor he say, "I hurt God's temple!" All I could do was laugh.
I need to recall L.J.'s memory verse more often.
Do you not know that you yourselves are God's temple, and His Spirit lives in you?

Coleman and his buddy Wadell (Alicia's son). Aren't they cute and handsome? Little Waddell I just had to introduce you to the blogging world since mommy hasn't started her blog yet. Don't fret little one, she will start one soon. Right Alicia?

See, I can have one more and he or she will fit just fine. I don't know what we will do if God blesses us with four children? Hopefully we will get to see one day!
Can any of you tell what Coleman has in this picture? And I am not referring to that kissable ham hock of a thigh.
Do you need a hint?
It's something new that not even the hubby knows about because he has been out of town for a week. I don't have any stalkers like Melissa, but just in case, my man will be back protecting his family before you read this posting. Never can be too safe :)
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008 - wow
Kysha
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