So remember when I set that
New Year Goal that I was going to start working out?? Well, fast forward two months and today we've got ourselves a winner! Let me remind you I'll be spending the big 2-6
on a beach which is making for great motivation to get my butt in gear and start working out. I had Jessica take a pic of me after I finished officially working out
for the first time in 6 months for awhile.
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Going all "tough girl" and sporting my Changing Lives YMCA folder |
Let's reminisce on how I used to work out with a personal trainer twice a week, or how I could have done 20+ REAL push ups at a time, and had toned, defined arms...now fast forward to today with me. First of all, the gym was packed. I am not the only one looking to turn over a new leaf. I decided to start by finding a quiet corner where I could stretch. Side note: I've always been a huge proponent of stretching before physical activity, so no,
Jana & MaKenzie, I will not just join you in whooping out a toe touch without any stretching. End side note. As I'm stretching, I really think I could hear my bones cracking from the lack of activity they've had lately. While I made my way to the ARC trainer I just felt like a fish out of water or like I was wearing a blinking neon sign that read, "I HAVEN'T BEEN HERE IN FOREVER." Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be a gym rat whose upper body can't fit through a door, but I am ready to be a regular again.
Once on the machine, I decided I'd go for 25 minutes. As I got started I thought to myself, "Man, the last person sure had this thing on a high resistance level." I looked down to see Resistance 1....oh my! Overall, it felt good. I sweat my hiney off and the pregnant lady next to me schooled me, but I felt good. My dad has always said there are two hard things to a job: starting and finishing. Today, I started. Beach bod, here I come.