6.25.2007

Someone PLEASE Play The Theme From "Rocky"

The other day I was walking. I do this everyday-we all do actually. I walk from my bed to the bathroom, to the kitchen, to the TV room and sometimes I even walk to the mailbox. I consider all of this walking exercise.

6 weeks postpartum and my normal walking routine (couch to fridge) was no longer cutting it and I decided to Baby Bjorn Mary Claire up and take a walk outside. It made me feel good, as if I were actually doing something to get me on the road to Skinnyville again. I used to live in Skinnyville, then I resided in Pregnantville only to be relocated to Flubby Town USA (Flubby is a word... look it up).

As I walked past my neighbor Michelle's house she came outside to see what I was doing. Apparently my walking outside was a sight to be seen as this is not something I normally do. Our conversation:

Michelle: What are you doing?
Me: Walking.
Michelle: Why?
Me: To get rid of some of this extra weight that has attached itself to my rear end.
Michelle: Well walking is NOT going to help that!
Me: Thanks... seriously.
Michelle: You need to go work out! (I love Michelle's brutal honesty)

So today I went to work out. I struggled to get into my sports bra, but after a few minutes of grunting and sweating I was able to secure the twins. I considered that my work out warm up. I did a Jazzercise class with Michelle and I have to say that I really enjoyed myself.... aside from the sweating and heavy breathing.

There was a moment when I realized that my refusal to do kegal exercises during pregnancy was a mistake as I felt like my bladder was going to drop right onto to the floor every time I did a jump-ball change-twist move, not to mention that it felt a little like a wind tunnel down in my lower love region. It is hell getting old and out of shape let me tell you. Men have it easy-they never have to do a kegal penal exercise in order to be able to do some leg lifts without a making little sounds. All I have to say is-Thank God the music was turned up!

So, I am back on the quest for a perfect body... I don't know if I will ever find it, but I am going to try. I celebrated my first workout by coming home and eating a brownie. I have to keep my motivation up somehow!

8 comments:

Biddy said...

Flubby Town...that must be a suburb to where I live: Fatassville! Good job on working out! i'm trying to decide if I should renew my gym membership (that I haven't used in 8 or 9 months)...hmmm

Special K ~Toni said...

I myself reside in Lardville.

Keep up the good work!

Jennifer said...

I wish that I had no idea what you're talking about. Sadly, my refusal to do any sort of exercise while pregnant has caught up to my ass.

Unknown said...

I'll be right there with you (tomorrow anyway). I tend to go the entire school year without working out but then the kids go on their vacation and I think I can work the entire 11 months of indulging off in 1 month! Good luck!

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Kasia said...

Ugghh...now I'm all depressed about how fat I am...but at least I don't have the kegal issue. ;-)

Of course, I don't have kids to justify my weight either. Six of one, half dozen of the other.

Good for you for starting up! Go you!!!!

xxxxxx said...

Seriously, though...walking helped me lose quite a lot of pounds, since several years ago I quit smoking and started gaining weight. I use leg weights and walk the dog, who pulls the first mile or so. I am used to it now and actually enjoy it.
It also gets me over the stress of homeschooling.

Anonymous said...

I've always been overweight till this last 6 months. I cut back my carbs (nothing too specific or rigid) and started working out. I've lost 52 lbs in 6 months. All this to say, that working out will help you get there!

Oh and yeah I have the Rocky soundtrack on my mp3 player for when I go to the gym :)