Day 3

I did not want to get out of bed this morning! The alarm went off at 5am and I laid there for 10 minutes contemplating whether or not to go work out. Finally, I got up – I remembered that this project is NOT all about me. I could barely move – I hurt everywhere! The girls were complaining because they hurt too, but got up and got dressed anyway. We left to pick up my friend that has been working out with us, and she decided to sleep in – SLACKER! (You know who you are!) Running 15 minutes behind, we started off with our usual mile. Then we hit the bleachers with tricep dips and pushups. Next, we headed off on our second mile and I just knew that we were going to be late getting back home. Turns out, we had enough time to do the second round of bleachers adding step-ups this time. So, what this means is that even after the third day of working out, we were getting faster on our run times. Tomorrow, I add a third mile. (sssiiiggghhh…) I’m sure some of you are wondering why I am doing the same workout routine and my answer is simple. Kiki could not physically complete one girl pushup correctly and Kitty doesn’t have the core strength to complete 5 old-fashioned sit-ups! Remember that I have structured this project as Building Blocks. I have to start from the ground up, so their foundation will be strong enough to withstand the future workout torture that we will be going through…
Now, if you’re wondering why I was worried about being late getting back home, it is because my husband leaves the house most days at 6:30am. Me and the girls get up and leave him and my son (2 yrs) sleeping. A lot of you know my husband and for those of you that don’t, he works out at the gym six sometimes seven days a week. He can lose weight, gain weight or maintain his weight at his convenience. He eats whatever he wants (crap food!) and has almost perfect cholesterol on all levels. (blah, blah, blah – puke, puke, puke – whatever – I’m jealous!) I tolerate these things because he is the love of my life, an amazing father, and my best friend. He really is a great man – I guess that’s why we have lasted sixteen years!
This morning when we got back home Kiki started to cook breakfast. My husband noticed that I wasn’t the chipper, high energy person that I have been the last two days in the morning. I guess the first two days of working out produced the endorphins that put me in a great mood. My endorphins were high, full of energy, glad to be alive and ready to take on the world. Today after working out, they went back to sleep – their tired too. They haven’t had this much activity in a long time either – who could blame them.
Breakfast was a wheat biscuit filled with southwestern style egg beaters. Yum!
On a side note: I took my sister to the doctor this morning for her post-op visit and the doctor decided to compare me to an AMAZON lady!!!!! WTH? Really?