So it’s December! How in the world did that happen? The last two months have been a complete blur, I think I have my baby (okay fine, he’s pretty much a toddler but I just can’t bring myself to say it yet) and my other baby – this blog to thank for that swift flight of time. There’s something that I tend to do at the beginning of December, and it has nothing and everything to do with the upcoming Christmas festivities. And winter. And Bears. I pretty much start preparing my body as if I am going to be hibernating, at whatever stage I am at with my fitness (or most often lack of), I pretty much just let it all go and figure that I will deal with it once it is all over in January which needless to say is not a great route. I always feel like a blob by January. So gross, and feeling guilty because I haven’t been taking care of myself and then it just takes that much longer to get motivated, the worse it is the longer it takes etc. etc. – you get the picture…
So I mentioned a few posts back that I had run a 5km fun run and it wasn’t as bad as I thought so I wanted to do a little more running. Well that was about two and a half weeks ago and although I’ve been for a few walks and have done one Barre workout via YouTube (if you haven’t heard of those they are pretty awesome and intense and not too loud if you have a sleeping little one you don’t want to alarm with a bunch of jumping around). No runs. Not that running is the be all end all of my fitness but it is such a good release!
I dragged myself out for a run tonight, checked the time and told myself I couldn’t go home for at least 20 minutes. It was pouring rain, cold, windy, dark, I was by myself – all of my least ideal scenarios when it comes to a run. Pretty much all of the excuses I usually use to talk myself out of a run. I considered finding a video on youtube, or sitting and writing a blog post but instead I put on bright turquoise pants and a neon pink jacket (that doesn’t currently zip without looking ridiculous thanks to not enough runs and too many chocolate breaks), and got my booty out that door.
I won’t lie, it kind of sucked. I got brain freeze from the windy rainy dark coldness (yes I know that technically the dark had nothing to do with my brain freeze, but it kind of felt like it did so let’s not split hairs). Next time I will wear the touque for the run. Brain freeze aside I ran for the better part of the 25 minutes I was out there & it was a nice break from my little guy as his Daddy did bath time and read him a stack of stories. I will go on more runs, the feeling good part doesn’t kick in until after but I still think it is way worth it.
The look of drenched but kind of satisfied:
Today I got a new pair of boots (you can check them out on my Instagram – they are awesome), but you know all I could think about when I was trying them on was how not-great I thought my legs looked, which was totally unrelated to my boots. I have always struggled with my weight and have yet to figure out the formula (for me – technically I know how and what works, it’s just doing it) to staying on the path of straight and narrow with eating and fitness because I feel so much better when I do, but I still feel comfortable in my skin most days. I would like that to be all days, I would very much like to subtract the days where I lay on the floor and fake laugh/cry while telling my hubby I have nothing to wear – when in fact I have a closet full of clothes, just not a lot of them fit quite right at the moment (btw, you should see the look on his face when I do this, it is hilarious…).
I weighed myself after my run (this actually makes me laugh out loud, pleeeease tell me I am not the only one that thinks I should be down like 5lbs from one run even though I know that is not at all possible). I also cleaned the shower and did a few other things I have been putting off – endorphins are no joke, they make you feel good! On the note of weight I know so well that numbers aren’t anything and there are so many great “non scale victories” to work towards but I have yet to let go of the number part – yet.
SO it got me thinking, my attitude sucks when it comes to being healthy at this time of year, and I know if I tweak it and stay closer to my intentions each day even though it’s December, for being a healthier me even if I haven’t miraculously lost 30lbs by Christmas the work I will do leading up to it will sure show in the way I feel about myself – and THAT is what really matters & that is what I want to focus on.
Here are a few quotes I am going to put on my bathroom mirror to try to keep on track:
“A year from now, you will wish you had started today.”
“You only regret the workouts you don’t do”
There are lots more, but those two always get me. So cheers to the green smoothie I had for breakfast. Cheers to being more healthy, whatever that means to you. Cheers to striving to being a better version of yourself even when it is dark, cold, windy & rainy because if you can be better for yourself you will be better for those around you. And Cheers to December & not hibernating but getting out in the rain!
I feel like this post calls for a sign off, so: