Last week, I finally got myself a membership to a gym that is super close to my office so that I can use my lunch hour to work out. I’m planning to start with 3 days a week, and see where that leads. Once summer hits, I plan to do a lot of walking at lunch in the nearby ravine, but still will hit the gym for resistance training. I also have an elliptical machine at home, which needs to be put to use more often!
It’s definitely time to lose this “baby weight”. I’m at a weight that I was at long before I got pregnant and struggled then to get rid of, but now, it’s a different kind of weight. Things have shifted and even though the scale shows the same number, my body is certainly different. Either way, I’m not happy with my fitness level, and it’s time to get serious about improving it.
Over an hour-long lunch break, between driving and changing, I end up with 40 minutes of actual exercise time; 10 minutes are dedicated to a warm up, which leaves me with 30 minutes of resistance training. I need to find a good routine that can be done in that amount of time, and hit all the body parts in 3 workouts.
Soon, it will be time to start shopping around for a chariot so that I can go for bike rides again and bring Nikolas along with me! I’m so looking forward to winter being over and spending lots of time outside!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
This is My Life….For Now and Forever?
This week I started working full time. Luckily for me, it’s a short week. Oh and I’m taking Monday off for a pediatrician appointment, so next week will be a short week too. Okay, so two weeks from now, I will have finished my first full week of (paid) work since before I went on maternity leave.
I have to say, I now fully understand the “supper time rush”. When your kid goes to bed at 7:30, you do as much as you can and as quickly as you can so that if you’re lucky, you’ll get 30 minutes of quality play time before night-night time.
My husband, on the other hand, doesn’t comprehend the rush. He gets home a full hour before Nikolas and I do. I’m not sure what he does with that hour, but I can say for certain that the dog is not getting walked, and supper is not being prepared during this “free time”. What a treat that must be! To come home and put your feet up for an hour!
I digress…
My days now look like this:
5:30 am: first alarm goes off. SNOOZE.
5:40 am: second alarm goes off…..wishing I could SNOOZE but instead I drag my ass out of bed and into the shower.
5:40 – 6:30: get ready and my act together before Nikolas gets up.
6:30 – 7:15: Matt and I tag-team getting Nikolas ready to leave the house. I’m leaving it mostly up to Matt right now. In a few short months, he will be gone to work before sun rise, and I’ll get to do it all on my own…..Yippeee!
7:15 – 8:00: Get Nikolas and I bundled up and in the truck, drop him off at the day home and rush to work.
8:00 – 4:30: Work. Check Facebook. Work. Check email. Work. Run errands at lunch time. Work.
4:30: RUSH to the day home to make sure I’m there before 5:00 because that’s when it closes, and she starts to charge by the minute. RUSH home.
5:15: RUSH to get supper made by 6:00, while trying to entertain a toddler, a husband and a dog.
6:30: Supper should be done by now. Clean up Nikolas and hunker down for some quality play time.
7:00: Get Nikolas ready for bed. Bottle, a story, and it’s lights out. I don’t even get cuddle time anymore. He just doesn’t want to be rocked to sleep, or held. He wants to be put down IN HIS BED.
7:30 – 9:00: Creep out of Nikolas’ room and clean up supper and toys. Get supper for the following evening prepared. Walk the dog. Do laundry. Get coffee ready for the morning. Try to get as many errands done as possible before I fall over from exhaustion.
9:00: Fall over from exhaustion.
And then we do it all again the next day! Right now I feel as if I’m staring down years and years of this routine and it’s a little depressing.
I have to say, I now fully understand the “supper time rush”. When your kid goes to bed at 7:30, you do as much as you can and as quickly as you can so that if you’re lucky, you’ll get 30 minutes of quality play time before night-night time.
My husband, on the other hand, doesn’t comprehend the rush. He gets home a full hour before Nikolas and I do. I’m not sure what he does with that hour, but I can say for certain that the dog is not getting walked, and supper is not being prepared during this “free time”. What a treat that must be! To come home and put your feet up for an hour!
I digress…
My days now look like this:
5:30 am: first alarm goes off. SNOOZE.
5:40 am: second alarm goes off…..wishing I could SNOOZE but instead I drag my ass out of bed and into the shower.
5:40 – 6:30: get ready and my act together before Nikolas gets up.
6:30 – 7:15: Matt and I tag-team getting Nikolas ready to leave the house. I’m leaving it mostly up to Matt right now. In a few short months, he will be gone to work before sun rise, and I’ll get to do it all on my own…..Yippeee!
7:15 – 8:00: Get Nikolas and I bundled up and in the truck, drop him off at the day home and rush to work.
8:00 – 4:30: Work. Check Facebook. Work. Check email. Work. Run errands at lunch time. Work.
4:30: RUSH to the day home to make sure I’m there before 5:00 because that’s when it closes, and she starts to charge by the minute. RUSH home.
5:15: RUSH to get supper made by 6:00, while trying to entertain a toddler, a husband and a dog.
6:30: Supper should be done by now. Clean up Nikolas and hunker down for some quality play time.
7:00: Get Nikolas ready for bed. Bottle, a story, and it’s lights out. I don’t even get cuddle time anymore. He just doesn’t want to be rocked to sleep, or held. He wants to be put down IN HIS BED.
7:30 – 9:00: Creep out of Nikolas’ room and clean up supper and toys. Get supper for the following evening prepared. Walk the dog. Do laundry. Get coffee ready for the morning. Try to get as many errands done as possible before I fall over from exhaustion.
9:00: Fall over from exhaustion.
And then we do it all again the next day! Right now I feel as if I’m staring down years and years of this routine and it’s a little depressing.
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