May

I love May. It's this magical month when spring finally banishes the last of winter and you just can't help spending as much time as possible outside. Even through all my stress and certain circumstances that have delayed the extra motivation I usually have at this time of year to eat as healthy as I can, at least I have not stopped moving. If I did I expect I would be in big trouble.

There is a quote on the wall at Curves from the owner here in Provo. Something to the effect of, "I have never once worked out and then regretted it. Never. The hardest step in any workout is the first step in (or out) the door." I have found that to be true. There have been plenty of days that I did not want to leave my bed. Seriously? What mom of two babies wakes up before they do? Especially since it's still quite rare that I get to sleep through the night. I have been so stressed out lately that it would be so easy to just give myself those extra precious moments of sleep. Everyone would understand. I need that sleep. But what I really need is a couple more hours of sleep, and that's just not going to happen. Not for another decade or more probably. So in the mean time I know that working out at 7am is going to give me worlds more energy than sleeping until 7:30 if I'm lucky. But I still have to convince myself every single day.

The Jillian workout for May was harder at first than any other month. And March was hard. The first day I did my best, feeling silly as I usually do on the first day of a new workout. It didn't even take the entire day for my entire lower body to ache. Sitting on the floor, picking up babies, climbing over the baby gate were all extremely difficult. Naturally day two was worse, but that was what I expected. I faithfully went to Curves and did the routine again. I hoped I would feel less sore on day three, but I didn't. But still I went, and did my best again. After the weekend I went back, having recovered mostly. And you know what? I didn't get sore again. It was amazing how well my body adjusted to this new hard thing after just a few days. The exercises are still quite hard, but not unbearable. I actually kind of enjoy the challenge.

This week I am down to 180. That's pretty exciting! I've lost 42 lbs since September, and I have 30 more to go before I meet my goal. But I am only a few lbs off of my lowest pre-pregnancy weight. My goal for June is to lose those last few lbs and then some.