My husband and I just started P90X yesterday. My abs are still a bit shaky and I can already feel my shoulders getting sore…but I did it.
Day 1. Done.
Only 89 more to go.
We have been wanting to do P90X for a while now, but the craziness that has been our life has not allowed it. Well, all that changed this past Saturday when my husband graduated from seminary with his Master of Divinity.
It has been four long years and my sweetie has worked SO incredibly hard—he even graduated with a 4.0!
So, P90X, here we come!
Some seasons allow. Some don’t.
While I am excited to be able to “bring it” to P90X, I know without a doubt that we could not have even attempted something like this until now. It was not realistic for me to find an hour to workout.
Alright, now it’s confession time. I’ve been getting up early for years now, and I have YET to incorporate exercise into my morning routine. You would think that getting up at 5:30 would be long enough for me to squeeze it in. But it has just not happened—for me. Either I wake up the kids, run out of time, or end up falling asleep if it involves laying on the ground.
I feel as if I have needed every moment of that precious morning time to connect with God through journalling and Bible study. So, I decided to just let it rest—this feeling that I should be able to do it all—and I now enjoy my morning time, just as it is.
Plus, trying to get this body moving out of my comfy morning chair is quite a struggle.
There is always something that can be done.
It seems as if things change so quickly with little ones—and that makes it hard for me to get into a good routine.
So, I’ve just tried to find what works—until it doesn’t.
There was a while there where the double stroller and I were great friends. I had my route, and we we walked it a few days a week. My two youngest enjoyed the free-ride, and it got my heart pumping.
For another stretch of months, I would run/walk one mile after dropping my son off from school. My husband has flexible hours, so he would stay at home a bit later in the mornings a couple days a week while I got in 10-15 minutes of cardio.
I’ve even tried to do sit-ups while I brush my teeth. (That one didn’t stick…)
Focus on desire, not longing.
I tend to envy those who are able run regularly, have a gym with childcare nearby, or can do a real pull-up. (Here’s looking at YOU Kat!) But that usually turns into a pity party of how if this or that were different, I would work out more.
Reality is, I do what I want to do.
If I want to work out, I will make it happen. If I don’t, well, I won’t. (And haven’t.)
My stage of life may one day be such that I can find a running buddy and train for a marathon. God may bring us to a town with a childcare-provided YMCA right around the corner. And, I am certainly hoping that I will soon be able to do a darn pull-up.
Instead of wasting time longing for what others have, I need to focus on what desire I do have to work out, and get moving!
What’s your story?
I am no expert at exercise. I am certain many of you are in much better shape than I am. These are just a few things I have stumbled upon along the way.
Since the hubs and I will be doing this together, we plan to do our workouts together at night, but there may be some days we try it out while the kids are around. What tips do you have for incorporating your children into your workout? Let us know in the comments.
One thing’s for sure, trying to get a good family picture this past weekend MUST have burned some calories!!
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