I am stepping it up. I can not stand to look at the scale anymore and see no movement. I have been working my ass off for 6 months now and even though I see change I don’t see it in a way that is significant enough for me. While the boys were away I started lifting weights. The week they got back, I slacked out all workouts cause I was so excited they were home with me. Now though the novelty has worn off and I am back to working my ass off. I have started going to the gym to lift weights three times a week and workout with Freeletics 5 days a week. I had to redo the fitness test on that particular app because it stopped being challenging. The hubs suggested that I should reevaluate it and I did.
Yesterday was the first day of my new coach settings and let me tell you, it was exhausting. I am back to the finishing a workout on the verge of tears tired again and it’s right where I need to be. I did not miss it but I need it. That afternoon, I went to the gym and lwlifting weights for 45 minutes. That utterly spent whatever engery stores I had built up during the day. I was dragging feet at home while cooking dinner but I slept like a champ and woke up this morning ready to go.
Goes to show, it may be hard now but someday it won’t be. That is my case, I never could have worked out twice a day and not feel utterly defeated before. Stepping up the game so I can wear a bikini to the beach next year. Yay! Goals!