Seven years ago, I had just had a baby. My body was transformed in to something I had nightmares about. I had gained a huge amount of weight (50pounds) and my princess weighed under eight pounds. It was stressful enough trying to get in the the routine of being a new mom, I couldn't even think about exercising.
I look back on that time and see how far I have come. I stepped on the scale a few weeks after having K and saw the numbers 1 - 8 - 4. It seemed as if I had no choice other than to surrender to my fate. My body would never be the same and I would never be able to fit back in to my pre-pregnancy clothes. I spent almost two years in the mind set.
After I had my middle man, I decided that I didn't want to live like this anymore. I got a jogger and a little determination and I changed my outlook. This time of year always reminds me of the choice I made to turn things around...to be active...to not be the Mom on the sidelines, but the Mom that can have fun right along side of her kids. It isn't easy. Some days I am exhausted. Some days I just want to skip a run. But, then I think back to how I felt more than 50 pounds heavier than I am now and I would much rather be tired or exhausted.
So lace up those shoes...and give it your all...it's worth ever ache, pain, and bead of sweat.
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