Family Style

This should have posted Thursday- #FAIL but better late than never! 😉

Well y’all we are officially on week back into workouts and let’s keep it real here- my everything hurts. My hips and legs are especially upset with me. I had built up such a great base after the little came and I am kicking myself for basically hanging out for 2 months like I don’t have 100 pounds to lose or anything. Ahem. But, that is where we are. For what it is worth it never takes long for me to remember why regular workouts are so beneficial. Even though I am walking around old lady style right now I already feel 100 times better than I did this time last week.

But that is not what today’s blog is about. Today I am talking about something new we are trying at my house;  The weekly family workout. Did that make you roll your eyes? I get it, for real. But keep reading anyway. 😉 I wasn’t 100% sold on this idea myself- and it was my idea. Heh. You see, my husband is an ultra-marathoner so we aren’t exactly at the same fitness level (what?!?) BUT we thought it was important to have at least one night per week that fitness was addressed as a family. Basically, we want to make sure we bring baby A up understanding the importance of working out and just health in general. While he is currently on the trail with me a lot we know that won’t always be the case so we are trying to start some health friendly habits we can grow into as a group.


Anywho, for now we are starting slow (umm real slow). So slow in fact that we did more arguing discussing what we wanted to do than actual doing last night. Turns out when one family member is mid ultra marathon training, one is pretty much at a beginner level, and one has a narrow window before his bottle is due there isn’t a lot of overlap for what activities might be good for the group. BUT, you have to start somewhere so we headed downtown to one of the riverside trails.


We decided the hubs and the little would take off for some speed work together while I got a little alone time to go at my own pace. About mid-trail we would meet back up, go off road (yes with a stoller- it was a gentle flat trail with plenty of space), and hike back to the pavement.


I can admit it wasn’t the best workout in the world. I was exhausted, the baby was crabby, and the husband was itching for a long run (and literally itching for a run in with poison ivy) BUT we got out there together. And next week, we will be out there together again. One day I envision the 3 of us hiking or cycling together but, for now, we are laying the foundation for what we hope will become a healthy habit for our crew.


And speaking of healthy habits, the little and I are off for our last workout of the work week- woohoo! Ready to give it 110% since I know the oh so elusive rest day is coming my way tomorrow!

Until Next Time!!


#MyWhy -Because I want to be able to wear shorts on a 100 degree run instead of stupid capri length pants!

Baby Runner

Now that baby A is a bit older and a bit more stable in the holding up his own head department it is officially okay (ie: safe) to go at a full blown running pace with him in the stroller. I wont lie and pretend I am anywhere near a full out running pace right now. However, I am jogging and about to work in run/walk intervals so this timing is really perfect for our little adventures on the trail together.


Truthfully, I just love that the little now stays awake for our walks/runs. I love how interested he is in the trees, ducks, and sounds of the water.


I also love the company. When it comes to working out I am pretty much a one woman show most of the time. I don’t like waiting around on a partner who may or may not flake out or be late. I don’t like adjusting my time for someone’s schedule. I don’t like having to think or be social during my mental break/sweat session for the day. For a long time I felt bad about this but with a little personal development I can admit that it is ok. It is what it is. However, having my little miniature workout pal with me is great! Sometimes we chat, sometimes we pray, and sometimes we just enjoy the silence.


It is also nice to get some practice pushing the stroller while dodging other runners and cyclists and such. We have a 10k (hopefully) coming up in October and I would hate to accidentally take someone out with that thing, you know? 😉 Seriously though, it adds a little something to the workout which I love. Taking a massive hill with a stroller? Heck yes!


Even though I am still, very much, a work in progress I am happy with the direction things are going. And in throwing back to the #MyWhy blog from earlier this week, I thought it might be worth trying to always note a “why” at the end of my daily blog for exactly what is on my mind and heart that day for keeping up the fight. The truth is there are a million reasons to keep after it. And those are what should keep me going during moments of weakness. So today’s #MyWhy – To run a fun 10k with my kiddo and be able to hit the beach afterward.

Until Next Time!!

My Why

As the years have gone by I have tried dozens upon dozens of times to get back to a weight where I am 100% comfortable in my own skin. And also dozens upon dozens of times, I have failed. Last night I was chatting with the hubs and asked him, “If my fairy Godmother came down and told me *spoiler alert- you will never lose the weight* would you be ok with that?” He replied, “Of course, would you?” And I didn’t even hesitate a split second before saying “absolutely not”. He went on to say that what he would not be okay with is a lifetime of me being “down” about my weight.


As someone who gained weight later in their 20s I can remember exactly what a healthy weight feels and looks like.  He always makes the point that I am “so much more than a size or a number”. But, for me, I just don’t think I can be the best version of myself- the most confident or fearless- without getting my health and body in check. So that is WHY I keep trying. Being healthy to see my son into adulthood it WHY I keep trying. Being able to confidently wear leggings and some crazy boots or a beautiful sleeveless dress is WHY I keep trying. Being able to run a 1/2 marathon without crippling pain is WHY I keep trying. Being the me on the outside that I feel is trapped on the inside is WHY I keep trying.


So, for the last few days I have been quietly getting back on plan, back in line, and back on my feet. The pounds I regained post baby weight loss are falling away and I am preparing for a fight. I am preparing to fight physically and fight mentally. I can no longer take this on passively and let another failure pile on the failures before it. So I will fight. I will not quit on my life. That is MY WHY.