Day 12: Stood Up

Part of the reason it's been kind of hard staying on track on my exercise routine is I don't like exercising. At. All. I don't like running. I don't like the treadmill. I don't like lifting weights. It's just boring and obviously exhausting if you do it right lol. What I did learn this year is that I have a good amount of endurance and have been very successful staying the course when I'm in groups. 

Sisters Together: Move More. Eat Better popped my Zumba cherry. Lawd I was tired, but there were women all sizes, all ages and they did not give up...so I couldn't. It was amazing how jumping around and staying my hips left me dry-mouthed-ded. We met every week to learn about making better food choices then time for the workout. It was imperative that I go to these classes because it was the only exercise I was getting. We did yoga, Zumba and Pound (honey chile get ready to feel the burn). I took a liking to Zumba and started working our with one of my friends at her house twice a week. The routines started getting a little easier. Then I signed up at LA Fitness where the best Zumba instructor, Jennifer Lopez (not J-Lo), made me use muscles I didn't know I had.

I had been going strong about 3 mos and then my daughter graduated and a new level of stress entered my life. I was busy getting things ready for her party. People were coming from our of town and I ended up driving to Chicago three times trying to get a guest back home. 

After all the hooplah I didn't have an ounce if mental energy left and found it hard to get out of the bed the next few days. I was just drained. My days off from the gym turned to weeks...and brought me to now. Two months away from Zumba. Away from eating right. The scale scoffed at me and sent me into an angry fit.

All that work. All that eating right. Flushed down the drain. I had gained back all of the weight of lost + 5 lbs that I'm sure was all birthday cake and ice cream. As frustrating as it is, I refused to give up and accept this pants size staring at me every time I get dressed. 

Now I'm on Beast Mode. I may be back at square one, but I know I can do it. I've made it almost two weeks straight. There's no cycling in the evening on Wednesday so I was going to work out with a friend at her apartment. Just in case she stood me up, I worked out in the morning. 

45 minutes treadmill 

Seated leg press

Abs

Of course I got stood up...my friends are the worst when it comes to helping me stay on track. I know this. I'm not even going to entertain the idea of going over there anymore. Don't need anyone throwing me off my game. This is my journey and it's up to ME to stay on track. I've taken that into account as I set my goals. It was late so I hand washed my car to get more steps in.

Before I went to bed, I got my jump rope from Sisters Together to get my heart rate up them finished out my day with my abs and squat challenge. Today was easy:

10 situps

10 crunches

25 squats