With the colder weather drawing in the comfort food comes out and I’ve been indulging. The result being I’ve put on a few extra pounds and as soon as that happens I start to feel frumpy. My clothes feel a bit too tight and so I revert to comfort clothes which are ultimately a bit too baggy and not too stylish. Hubby notices the change as I suddenly start shutting the door when I get dressed or changing in a different room and become a lot more self-conscious.
So, time to take action. As of Monday I’m on a 3 months get fit program which involves training 5 days a week. Trying to fit any sort of exercise with working and motherhood is a nightmare in itself so to combat this 3 days a week I’ll be training at 6 in the morning. My worst nightmare, my bed is my favourite place in the world so the thought of leaving it at twenty to 6 is daunting to say the least, but I am determined. I have a ridiculously expensive Whistles leather skirt to fit into (okay, I bought in on eBay BNWT for a fraction of the price! but no one else needs to know that) in readiness for the Christmas party season.
For a year now we’ve been struggling to conceive baby number 2 and when I fell pregnant with my beautiful son I was in pretty good condition as I’d been training for and completed a 10k run a month or so before. I’m hoping getting back in shape will help get my body ready to welcome baby 2 on board so that is my motivation and what I will be picturing when I have to get my wobbly bum out of bed on a cold and dark morning. Wish me luck, I’m really going to need it!
I hate being fatter than normal, for the clothes reason, and I am short so any extra weight sits right round my middle and makes me look so dumpy. I find that my worst enemy is tiredness. Sometimes I eat to stay awake at my desk! Or sometimes I am desperate for anything that gives me a boost.
I could never commit to a regular training routine. It sounds like it’s going to be tough, so sending you my mega mega best wishes with it.