Saturday, June 28, 2014

It's time I button my pants again.


I8 days postpartum with Baby #3, my resolve is now stronger than ever to wear pants that button. 

Seriously. I don't think I have successfully fit into and BUTTONED a pair of pants in a good 6 months. I know, I know. I just had a baby. I should give myself a break and enjoy time with my little one. I should be thankful for a body that produced a healthy baby and nurtured life and all that.


And I do. I really, really do.


This journey isn't starting because I "hate the way I look". I see the value and magnificence behind what my body is able to do -- and I respect it. But BECAUSE I respect it, and BECAUSE I've seen what my body is CAPABLE OF, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, it is CAPABLE of toning back up. I am capable of muscle definition, strength and flexibility. So - it's time I start pushing myself MENTALLY and get back into shape! 


This is my third baby in four years. Yes folks. Three kids ages THREE and UNDER. I'm no stranger to lack of sleep, lack of time for myself,  lack of a sitter, lack of sanity… 


I simply do not have time for the GYM. 


---> Ok. That's false. I could find the time. But just in 30 seconds I've thought of 400 reasons why I wouldn't be able to go consistently enough to see results. I know my fellow Moms understand. 


So here I am, diving into a home workout. Something I can do in whatever times my kids sleep. Something I can pause and come back to if I need to feed a newborn. Something I can take with me on my road trip home next month. Something I can stay CONSISTENT with and SEE RESULTS without KILLING myself trying to jump and jog about. 


I'm starting PiYo, a mix of pilates and yoga. It is low-impact, doesn't require WEIGHTS, and provides modification for those participants (like myself), who haven't worked out in awhile.


I can't wait to share my real experience with you! I'm blogging about it daily as a way to stay accountable to my workouts, nutrition and results. I'm sure to encounter resistance in the form of fatigue, tyrant toddlers, a needy newborn, and a long road-trip. But I'm going to stick with it - and I'm going to button my pants. 


Stay tuned for that glorious day.