So…one thing I’ve learned over my many years of trying to lose weight is that the workout is important. But good grief! I ACHE ALL OVER! I found out that I have extra places that did not previously exist! GOOD GRIEF CHARLIE BROWN! Alas, it’s a good hurt. Knowing that I am improving my overall well-being is making me smile through the ache. Best of all, I’ve found that I have THE BEST workout partner ever!
When I’m looking for excuses, she lets me have NONE. When 5 am rolls around and I don’t want to go, she is bright and shiny (though I can’t get her up at 5 am for anything else!). My work out partner is always around and always encouraging me. Her name? The Girl. Yep. The Girl. Who knew?! All this time, I’d wanted an adult work out partner because I knew I could have someone to chat with while I worked out. Turns out, I needed the little 11 year old girl who would encourage me to get on up and go and tell me that I “can do it!” to come along with me. While we don’t talk while we’re working out, we are getting to spend some quality time together. I’m also leading by example on what healthy living looks like.
So, we’re getting fit, fine and fabulous together! I love it! Even though she’s entering those torrid teen years where she’ll probably hate me and not want to talk to me for days at a time, we’re building our relationship now…getting a good foundation. Today though..she probably hates me from being sore! She is also making sure that I eat breakfast each morning. I mean, she cooks if needed…heats up, brings it to me…whatever! She is taking care of her mama!
I’m grateful…so grateful. She helps me more than I ever knew she could. My little sugar bean is growing up…today, when I took her to her summer program, she asked if I was still tired. I told her I was and she said, “well you need to just take a day off mom. You need some rest.” Aww…yup…I guess I’ll need to remember all of this when she’s learning to drive and my knuckles are turning white from gripping the seats.
ANYhoooooo….Good news…the scale gods have visited and made my scale be nice! It appears…I’ve lost 14 pounds! WOOOOO HOOOOOOOO!!! Now, given my size, some folks may say 14 pounds is nothing…but to those folks…POOH ON YOU! I’m not in it for a competition. My competition is that chick looking at me in the mirror. I’m doing it for her. And if it is going down, we’re happy. So…yay me!
So…we’ll keep at it…keep pushing…keep hurting…until the deed is done…Words of wisdom from The Girl, “Mom, you just have to keep at it until it becomes a habit.” Really now? lol…Gotta love her!
Until next time,