I have never been a devotee of New Year’s resolutions, but I am finding myself making one this year. I have to lose this baby weight. And by “baby weight” – I mean “lazy weight” in my case.
Before I had Mary, I think it would be accurate to say I was a gym rat, going to weight and spin classes, running, you name it – five to six days a week. While I was pregnant with her, I continued with prenatal yoga, but we had a pregnancy scare about mid-way, and I became scared to continue working out. And the weight piled on (full disclosure: I was also known to walk off on my lunch break at work in search of cupcakes).
However, just about six months after my daughter was born, I ran the 8K Perth Kilt Run with my sister-in-law. I had a goal and a partner keeping me motivated and on task, so I kept with my training and ran the race in a good time. I was also by then just 10 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight. So I’d lost about 43 pounds!
I remember thinking to myself, “that wasn’t too bad”, I’ll take a bit of a break from working out now. And that break lasted about 1.5 years! And I am now 30 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight. I lost all of my progress.
So this year, I am making a resolution and making it public to keep me honest. I don’t care about having a six pack, but my two year old deserves a healthy and energetic mommy – and I haven’t been too energetic in awhile!
For those of you that have managed to maintain a work out routine, how do you organize yourselves? When I was training for the race, I was starting my workouts each night at 8pm after Mary fell asleep – but that’s not very sustainable for me as I get up at 5 am for work and the later night work outs keep me wired until nearly midnight.
There is a new fitness facility being built right near my house, with a swimming pool, women’s only gyms, squash courts and a running track. My old gym rat self is coming out of the woodwork as I salivate over their website and wait for opening day. But after a long day working outside the home, I feel bad about leaving Mary to go to the gym. This particular gym has a childcare facility, but part of my problem with ditching working out is that what time I have at home, I feel should be spent with her.
I’ve tried doing work out videos with her nearby, as friends have suggested, but Mary didn’t find the situation fun. And wasn’t afraid to tell me so.
So how should I try to fulfill my goal of getting back in shape? Should I get my husband to help entertain her while I use our home equipment? Or should I shell out the money (very against my nature) for the fancy new fitness centre?
How are you all approaching Mommy’s health and fitness?
And oh yeah, I am running this year’s Perth Kilt Run…come and cheer me on June 21st!