Being fit has always been a large part of my life.
I've participated in various sports since I was a kid, and after college I became a long distance runner and began to do more strength training, swimming, and biking. I've participated in an indoor sprint triathlon, various 5k's, a 10k, and a half marathon. I love doing functional strength training, and I'm addicted to kettle bells, battle ropes, and my TRX suspension trainer.
Throughout my entire pregnancy, using various fitness equipment in place of machines allowed me to be at my best so that when I went into labor, I'd be strong enough to make it through my daughter's delivery and be able to resume normal life a bit faster once I came back home. Being as fit as I was has been my saving grace in order to be able to pick up my daughter as well as laundry baskets, groceries, and complete chores, such as taking out the garbage.
While my core strength is getting better, I still have a long way to go, and my hope is to inspire others to make themselves a priority, and make fitness and nutrition a priority, as well as their family. For too long I've seen other people put their kids, spouses, work, and everything else, ahead of themselves, and it never works out for the good. I've struggled putting myself first and taking care of me since delivering my daughter, and I'm done doing so.
I've contemplated starting my own business, primarily online and maybe branch out later on when my daughter's older and I have a bit more flexibility, for women who are pregnant, post pregnant, or are a stay-at-home mom. I currently work in the late afternoons and evenings, when my husband is able to watch our daughter, so I find myself at home a lot and wanting to be active, but am struggling on the days where it's bitterly cold that it's not safe for me to spend long periods of time outside with my daughter.
So after this past week and having to dramatically alter my hours at work due to my daughter "not behaving" in childcare and feeling inspired by a friend, I've decided to stop putting this off and start taking a crack at it. I've been afraid to fail at attempting this endeavor, but I'm done being afraid of what could happen and just try. I believe that this potential business could be good for both me and my family, and I want what's best for the 3 of us. Time for a new me and tackle myself, and my fears, head on.
I'm going after my better.
Monday, February 1, 2016
Monday, January 11, 2016
2015 was one hell of a year for me and my family.
I found out I was pregnant early in January, started a temporary position at a community college while their coordinator was out on maternity leave, and found a full time job as a trainer at the end of April (and I love the job and people I work with).
I had one last vacation with my husband before we became a family of 3, celebrated our anniversary, turned 31, gave birth to my daughter 4 days later, bought a condo, and moved into the condo in 4 days (I don't recommend this to anyone, especially if you have a newborn), all while raising my daughter and dealing with a now 19 month old puppy and 8.5 year old cat, and trying to take care of myself.
My journey of getting my body back into shape has been a tough one, but I've learned much about myself in the process. What I was most grateful for was the fact that I was in really good shape when I went into labor. Although delivering my daughter was the hardest workout I've ever had, my body was able to bounce back fairly quickly. Despite not having my abdominal muscles back to their full strength, because the rest of my body was very strong, I was able to hold my daughter, go for a mile walk a few days after delivering, and do some light lifting around the house.
Fast forward 4 months: I'm back running a couple times a week, I can do planks and push-ups again (not for as long or as many as pre-baby, but it's a start), I workout twice a week with a TRX suspension trainer and kettle bells, and I'm back to eating like I was before baby now that the cravings are gone. I lost all the baby weight 10 weeks after her birth and I'm slowly getting my strength back. It's going to be a while before I'm back to doing what I could back in 2014, but I know I'll get there eventually.
As I watch my daughter sit in her Boppy while playing with a toy on one side of me and my puppy sleeping on the other (our cat is most likely sleeping on our bed), I realize that my life has changed dramatically from what it was, and I know that all these changes were for the better and happened for a reason.
Here's to 2016.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Started writing on October 6, 2015:I'm officially a mom!
My beautiful daughter was born on her due date, after I worked a full shift, did a photo shoot with a coworker, and got in a workout for myself. It's been extremely crazy and tiring since she entered this world, but I wouldn't trade any of those moments with her.
Labor was fast and furious (less than 6 hours), my hospital room was a whirlwind when I arrived (I technically didn't get admitted till a few hours before they discharged me because of how fast my labor progressed), and my body hurt like hell for days (when fit moms tell you that it's the hardest workout of your life, they REALLY weren't kidding!), but in the end, to hold my daughter in my arms was the best feeling in the world.
Since her birth a month ago, my life hasn't been the same, nor will it ever be what it was prior to her arrival. Gone are the restful night sleeps, having "me" time, going out to the store when I need to, even getting a workout in now involves this tiny person and figuring out how I'm supposed to get anything accomplished. The answer: you really don't get anything done unless you forgo precious sleep sessions.
**I had much more to write that day, but life got in the way of me typing**