So I had a crazy idea…and recorded it this morning, you know, for accountability. There was no way I could put this out there and then not do it.
After my 37 laps, I relaxed and refueled back at the hotel room. Because it was still much to warm outside, I decided to wait just a bit longer.
An hour after this picture was taken, it had cooled all the way down to 82. (There really needs to be a sarcasm font.)
Time for the burpee extravaganza. Behold, my need to work on correct form, among other things.
After that “fun”, it was on to the run portion of my little endeavor. Here I am all happy with myself because the damn burpees are done!
And yes, it’s still a bazillion degrees out. I ran 3.72 with zero elevation as hilariously evidenced by the chart on my Garmin. Definitely no Whidbey Island hills here!
While swimming, doing burpees, and running, a few things occurred to me.
1. Putting things up on social media creates accountability. I use it. My inner sloth needs that counteraction.
2. Sunblock is essential. I applied, but not enough. I am currently a lobster.
3. I could have easily not said anything about my birthday plans. I could have done my little exercise birthday thing and not recorded it. I didn’t have to post it after it was recorded. But I did. Do I look like a “fit” person? Nope. Do I fit into a size 6? Nope. Will I someday? Maybe. (Do I want to be featured on the People of Walmart site? Definitely not!) My point, though, is to move; to be healthy. I’m not a decoration for clothing. My function is not to be small, pretty, a size 0, have thighs that don’t touch, or any other physical aesthetic. I’m a person. I will not feel bad for taking up space, moving in that space, keeping up with my kiddos in that space, or feeling comfortable in my own skin. I love feeling strong. I feel better in my body when it moves on a regular basis, and I feed it the way I should, consistently. My goal is health. And to teach that to my children. I will not hide behind cameras until some elusive someday. Someday is today.
4. The gift my husband gave me this year was time. Time to do the things that light me up, that make me feel like me, and not simply the roles I am in our family. What a valuable gift. I am beyond grateful.
5. It’s time to get back to business. I am no longer as healthy as I was two and half years ago. I could blame the 15 month deployment, the kids, etc., etc., but really – the truth? The truth is I got complacent. I let things slide. My diet wasn’t where it should have been. I didn’t work out as often. Earth shattering? No. It’s just time to not be complacent any longer.
Here’s to another year, a new beginning in a new home, and lots more faith, fitness, family and fun!