As of July first there are no more excuses why I cannot exercise. My gym membership is reactivated and their babysitting takes children as young as three months. Guess who will be three months tomorrow? I won't lie, I'm scared to go back. It's been a while since I really worked out. I did hit the gym up until week 30 of my pregnancy, but I was no where near the feirce beast I had previously been. I confess when I formally would take the Power/Body Pump class (it's a weight lifting class where you do a body part i.e. lunges, squats, triceps to a song)I almost always would look around to check how I stacked up. 9 times out of 10, I had the most weight on the bar and I liked the fact I was that strong. This was especially true with squats. What can I say, I have a powerful set of thighs and ass? Fast forward to tomorrow, I'm imagining the 80 year old fighting off osteoporosis being able to squat more weight than me. I'm scared. I'm also scared because I just may leave Mo in the babysitting room with a STRANGER!
I cannot procrastinate any longer. My ass is fat enough and my thighs are jiggly like jello. Don't get me started on my deflated stomach! Tomorrow I begin the gym again. SIGH. I better make sure we have advil and I know where I put the heating pad.
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Um I'm pretty sure I saw you today and either you have worked out really hard the past 2 days, or you are seriously overreacting! For a woman who gave birth 3 months ago you looked fantastic. Give yourself some credit. And if that doesn't make you feel better I just ate a whole bag of M&Ms...king size...all by myself.
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