It was a productive week. I didn’t quite meet all of my goals that I set last week. But I have good reason. In fact, the only day that I really dropped the ball was on Saturday. And that brings us to the lesson learned.
Lesson: Always check your bag before you leave for the gym. Oh, yes. On Saturday, after a rough start to the morning that involved BigBrother accidentally biting my finger, I got us out the door and to the YMCA. I got us in the door and dropped the boys off in child care with no incident. I sat down on the bench. I took off my flip flops. I put on my socks. I pulled out one shoe. And immediately remembered the second shoe sitting ont he couch at home. I then had to take off my socks, put my flip flops back, return to the child care room and try to convince BigBrother that it was actually time to leave despite only having been there for less than two minutes. And so, I have learned to check my bag for my shoes. Lesson learned indeed.
Lessons aside, I’m imploring all of my fitness minded readers to, oh, please help me. Please. I am in desperate need of new shoes. I have a high arch and very short feet. My New Balance shoes seem to be fine for walking but I’m ending up with very sore, very tired feet after working out at the gym. If possible, I don’t want to spend an arm and a leg. I’m now paying preschool tuition! Suggestions are welcome. Online sales are preferred.
Also, this is a serious question. I did arms two days last week and abs twice. And guys. I’m dying after such workouts. Am I ever going to get to a point where it doesn’t feel as if someone has attacked my muscles with long, searing hot knives? Or is it supposed to feel that way? I honestly couldn’t lift a jar of baby food last week one morning after waking. Is there anything I can do? (I do stretch before and after.) I’m sure this is just because my muscles are pretty ticked off that I’m using them after years of, well, not using them. But, oh, I could do with out the pain.
In an update to last week’s post: I did sign up for the Step & Sculpt fitness class. I’m hoping this gives me the confidence I am seeking because, oh, next session? The R.I.F.T. is offering a Ballet Barre Body class. That’s right! I was so excited to read that in our newsletter that I nearly squealed with joy. I took dance for, well, still over half of my life. I miss dance. Very much. (Also? The Munchkin starts real ballet next week. YAY!) I’m hoping this class really gives me the push I need (and a bit of toning, please?) to be able to do such a thing next session. What’s your favorite fitness class?
We have a very busy week and so my fitness goals are a smidgen less than this past week but still keeping me moving everyday. Let’s take a look.
Monday: Elliptical and arm workout. (Dread! Woe! Arm workout! No!)
Tuesday: Elliptical and walk with boys in evening.
Wednesday: Elliptical and ab workout. (Dread! Woe! Ab workout! No!)
Thursday: Elliptical and arm workout.
Friday: Elliptical and walk with boys in evening. Refuse ice cream for self.
Saturday: Elliptical. Yoga after kids go to bed.
Sunday: Take a nap! Relax! Something!
Don’t forget to head over to Go Workout Mom and list your goals for the week on Goal Call Monday. Feel free to let me know how your fit week was and what you plan for this week. And please, oh please, tell me about some shoes. My poor, poor feet!

Today’s the day! For what? Today’s the day where I bite the big one, step over my anxiety and register for a fall session fitness class at the YMCA. I’ve been mulling over the available classes for a week or so now, trying to decide what best fits with my schedule. I have to keep my picks to the hours in which child care is provided as FireDad works every third day. That means that if I sign up for a class at noon on Wednesdays, every third Wednesday I wouldn’t be able to attend as no one would be able to watch the kids.
You see. The scale hasn’t moved. But, well, my pants fit! And my clothes that I started working out in two weeks ago are officially too big! Seriously. They kept falling off of my butt as I tried to make it through my uphill climb on the elliptical. So, I went to the store and bought myself: two new pairs of shorts, two new tops, one pair of pants and a new sports bra. And they all fit! There’s a slight issue of Muffin Top in one pair of shorts but I’ll get there. I swear. At my next weight loss goal (ranging from five to seven pounds to lose), I will buy some super cute pants that I’ve been stalking.






