Like any girl, I've always been up and down in my weight. In high school, you really take for granted that thing called metabolism. In college, I discovered beer. (sorry Mom) After graduation, I quit drinking beer every night and lost some of that weight. I got skinny for my wedding, then put on some pounds after.
Then came kids. With both pregnancies, I gained 60lbs each time. After Moose, I went back down a little, and I was about 25lbs overweight when I started taking adderall for my shopping compulsions. The adderall definitely helped with the eating compulsions as well, and helped with portion control, and I got back down to my wedding weight.
I have worked out a few times in the 3 years since Moose has been around. I joined a 24hr. gym after he was born, and would work out at 10pm. That didn't last very long. So I basically have done nothing for almost 5 years, since the Princess has been born.
My only form of exercise lately has been climbing 4 flights of stairs in the garage when I leave work. I am reminded each day that even though I may look skinny, I am probably the most unhealthy and out-of-shape 'skinny' you could be. When I get to the top of that 4th flight, my heart is beating out of my chest, and I am out of breath for the next 10 minutes. Sad. Very sad.
And on top of that, I have just felt like crap, and haven't felt good in my own skin. I have been proud of my 'moose pouch', but lately, I can't say that the pouch is from the Moose, it's from not moving! I know what gets rid of 'the pouch'. I hear and see Dr. Oz on an Oprah show in head, holding up pounds of fat, saying, "Cardio, cardio, cardio!" ewww.
Mentally I have also felt 'blah', and I hear Elle Woods (Legally Blonde) in the courtroom scene in my head, "Exercise gives you endorphins! Endorphines make you happy!"
In the back of my head, I knew that it's time to do something. But when? I work full-time, and don't want to do any classes that interfere with the 3-4 hours I have with the kids. And lord knows that a 10pm workout isn't going to cut it right now.
So what is the obvious choice? A 5am workout? Um, as Whitney Houston would say, 'Hell to the no!' (excuse my french)
I have never been a morning person. I am known to snooze at least 10 times in my sleep before I even hear the alarm. I was late for high school almost every day. I even had a t-shirt that looked just like this:
So what I have I done? I've signed up for a 5:15am bootcamp, for 5 weeks, on MWFs.
Yep. I know. I'm crazy. But it's the only choice I have.
I set my phone alarm for 4:30am and leave it in the kitchen. So I have to get up and turn it off. I keep my clothes in the den, so I have no reason to walk back into the bedroom. Once I change my clothes, I am ok.
This is my 2nd week. The bootcamp is great, in that it is different everyday, and I get an awesome workout before my brain and body comprehends what is going on. There are about 20 women in my class, which is like peer pressure in a positive way. I push myself a lot more than I would working out by myself. I'm not sure I could do what we do at 7pm at night, when my brain and body are already tired. To say that I am sore is an understatement. But even after 3 work-outs, I can see my body changing. And I've even thought about signing up for a 5k. WTH?
Our 'drill sergeant', Adina, is motivating in a nice way. I have 'planked' more in 3 sessions than I have ever dreamed about planking. It's hard to explain what we do...a lot of circuit training for sure. I will tell you I do a lot of cussing in my head during that 1 hour (sorry again Mom). It's horrible, but great at the same time.
I missed this morning's session. I went to bed too late, and 4:30am came really early. I went back to bed, but have regretted it all day. Adina sent me an email to see when I was coming back. I definitely need the accountability, for sure.
Don't worry, you won't hear me talk about this bootcamp stuff a lot. Who wants to hear about a girl exercising to get healthy and feel good for grins & giggles, and not really to lose weight? Not me for sure. But I'll let you know how it goes at the end of the 5 weeks.